Mr Squirrel was fuming. He specifically told the housing agency to find him a nice little nut house. And what did they give him instead? An acorn house. Acorn! Out of all the terrible choices they could have gone for, they pick an acorn. He might be the only living squirrel allergic to acorns but that doesn't give them the right to treat him like this. He is going to complain. Right. Now.
Well... the view around here is nice. The garden hasn't seen a spade in ages but that can be easily remedied. The bridge won't last another winter, though. Maybe if I had a few planks, I could fix the hole here and... Huh, what's that? An antique water pump? Hmm, it will have to do, I guess. At least it isn't far from the fields. The lettuce will need plenty of water when the spring comes, and I'd hate to drag it across the whole farm. Now, where did I put my hammer? Ah, it must still be in the moving boxes. Well, I'll just go and--
AAH-CHOOO!
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