that these most LOVABLE lap kittens
that purrrrr ever so softly when petted
have a purpose in Life..... or Job for Nature
they keep us from being over run by Oak trees
and chipmunkees, deer, and bluejays, red squiriels
all pitch in,,,, to give them a hand...
Problem is...they are not very good at Squirreling away
a private stash of Acorns in a hollowed out tree trunk
saved for a rainy day or a LONG winter.
So nature created them to have a short memory
and they are also paranoid possibly due to an extra
cannabinoid receptor
in their SHRUNKEN little
brains
so they'd "
forget" where they buried
all the acorns.
So, someday... you need to take a bag of perfect acorns
and a nice tall walking stick and take a friggan hike somewhere
DUDE, Stab the ground in the perfect spots and drop one in.
Be the SQUIRREL...
picture yourself long since passed way, say seventy years in the
future, it is now the year 2081.... As someone reads a thought
on a citizens internal chip @ FB that someone planted these OAKS.