I awoke to carnage this morning. What was whole yesterday has been shattered. Gone are future hopes and seedy dreams of greatness.
What had been this:
is now this:
The sunflowers are no more. Petals and flower guts are scattered about. Stems are broken and bent, listing morosely toward the dirt.
What could have caused all this destruction? Not the wind, it was quiet last night. Raccoons haven’t been seen in weeks. The cats were inside.
No, it was caused by this, this….creature.
He looks innocent doesn’t he. Small, mild mannered, easily intimidated. Hah. He’s an eating machine on 4 legs. There’s no stopping him, even with security on duty.
Barney Fife reporting for squirrel rustling, m’am. Just as soon as I get these whiskers clean.
