A Squirrel's Point of View
The bushy tailed brown squirrel scurried across the fence. He jumped to the ground next to the big brick building. He scratched his head. What are these stones doing here? The squirrel had buried his stash of berries and nuts in the ground here. When he left his stash there were only a few weeds and soft brown soil. Now the whole place was covered with fancy stones.
The owner of the building didn't like the weeds so he covered them up with stones. How would all the animals who bury their food dig it out? There were too many stones in the way. I wish the man who owns the building would think about us squirrels and other animals. After all, he can go to the grocery store to buy his food. We can't do that.