The squirrel.
He needs to be buries.
Buries?
You know what, I’m leaving that one..
I always picture squirrels as farmers, complete with overalls, straw hats, and flannel shirts.
I see them burying acorns, and they are very proficient at it. Although I’ve never seen an actual burial detail for when one of their own loses the traffic roulette game.
I wonder if I could work up a trade deal, selling them shovels and pitchforks? Hmm. Probably not worth the trouble; they’d likely try to pay me in acorns. I’ve got enough of them already.
How'd a squirrel get in this?