So I have been eating many varieties of apples: some I like, some not so much.
So the ones I haven't enjoyed, I have been presenting to the local squirrels for their enjoyment. Mr. Mars did not see the apples I put out until two of the squirrels were jostling over one. One of the squirrels took one apple up the tree and the other guarding the second.
Mr. Mars watched for a very long time, then out of the blue: took off and chased the second squirrel up the tree
After numerous squirrel chattering: Mr. Mars laid upon the second apple and stared up the tree for the longest time. Mr. Mars gave up and left without saying a word.
If trees could talk.
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