Planting Things Runs in the Family

It is not uncommon for members of my family to plants things. Both of my grandfathers grew up on farms. One of these grandfathers hated it though. The other one really enjoyed farm life. One time he and his brother, Otto, planted money in hopes that even more money would grow. Not everything you plant will grow.

My mother once planted an avocado and gave it to me. It grew quite fast and looked really nice. It grew so large, however, that it needed to be transplanted. I transplanted it, but it was never the same. I wonder if I waited too long to transplant it or if I transplanted it poorly. I put it outside in the summertime in hopes that it would get more sunlight, which it craved. One day I came home from work to find a squirrel nibbling on it. My good friend was kind enough to loan me a relatively high powered pellet gun to deal with the squirrel. I just did not have the heart to shoot him or her though, not even to protect my beloved plant. It was pretty much dead by that time anyway. The avocado plant died, but the squirrel presumably lived on, although that was about six years ago so maybe the squirrel is dead by now too.