I just watched a squirrel, call him Bob, dig an acorn from beneath some mulch. He hopped a few feet away, dug a hole, then carefully buried the acorn again. π°
I wondered, "Why did he do that?"
I think he stumbled upon his buddy Fred's acorn, then moved it to his own hiding place. Fred is not gonna be happy. And Bob will be like Β―\_(γ)_/Β―
Stack nuts, don't trust.
