Oh that pesky rodent!
I'm trying to grow some pomegranate trees from seeds. And a wily squirrel has hijacked my orchard by smuggling some pecans into what was supposed to be my pom-patch.
The seeds were planted last fall, and when the seedlings started growing it was such a thrill to see about a dozen pomegranate trees spring up. I nurtured the little darlings. And they were durable, too. They survived a late freeze, a hail storm, and a dog romping all over them. My babies had some remarkable survival skills.
But as they grew larger something was oddly wrong -- the leaves didn't look anything at all like the leaves on the pomegranate tree that produced the seeds. Doh! These seedlings were pecan trees!
There is a pecan tree nearby, but the distribution of the pecan tree seedlings couldn't possibly be random. And the most rational theory is that a squirrel had secretly buried some pecans into that moist area that was supposed to be my future pomegranate orchard. And all my nurturing efforts have gone into raising some trees I didn't want. I think I know how those ex-husbands feel who end up having to pay child support for some handsome strangers' kids, in a micro sort of way.
But all is not lost. A couple of little pomegranate trees did spring up, plus another few came up in pots. So maybe there will actually be a fruit producing pomegranate tree in the back yard someday.
In the meantime, I'm onto that fuzzy tailed rat. You won this round you rascal. Congratulations. Now go ahead and get your prize, it's a tasty treat at the far end of that trap out there where your pecan tree seedlings used to be.
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