Yesterday morning, Bill was looking out the upstairs window and pointing, "What's that? That white thing with the red spots, is that a fungus in the tree?" I looked and agreed it must be some kind of tree growth.
Later in the day, Bill came in and said, "Pam, your gardening gloves have been stolen!" He found one of my cotton gloves at the base of the same tree, and immediately looked up 20 feet to realize that my other glove was the presumed "fungus."
He got out the telescoping pole pruner, and recovered my glove. I guess I'll have to keep them under lock and key from now on, instead of just lying on the porch.
Thieving rodents...
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