Squirrels are rude and they are on my Bad list

Last weekend, I spent some quality time with some yard therapy. I planted my annual pansies so that my yard isn't completely dull and depressing for the next four or five months.

The next day, I discovered this:


See those cute little yellow flowers on the ground in between my pots? Yeah, that's not where I put them.

I put it in the metal watering can on the right where there is now a big gaping hole of dirt.

The squirrels sense my dislike of the fall and winter months and my predisposition towards being depressed and cranky until March. They are clearly trying to push me over the edge as soon as possible.

Or maybe it's that evil cat.

Whatever. They are both on my list.

C.T.