Squirrels

I spent a happy afternoon in the park, following squirrels and digging up their nuts. They are fast, but they are small and stupid, so they cannot stop you. A snick and a flick of the trowel and the treasure is yours. I piled my prizes under a glass bowl, so the squirrels could see what they had lost. Their little paws skittered on the glass. If one dug under I would break its back. We all deserve a chance to be on top.