I've planted five pots of spring onion at the back yard. One day, I found some soil scatterred around the spring onions. It seems somebody bumped down a pot of the onion and restored the pot. I knew J would acknowledge that if he did it. Meanwhile, I did not see the landlady came downstairs before and after that day.
Later I planted two pots of garlic. It is so agreeable to see the sprouts come out and grow! The Internet search told me that garlic likes dark. So I took them into the basement. Two days later, I found one sprouts turned even yellow. It was not that sallow before it was in the backyard. I decided to take one spot out and leave one spot in the passageway.
Today, I checked the two spots. The one in passageway was yawned. Outside, more soil scatterred around the garlic pot!
I thought of J's words, "There was a squirrel out in the yard this morning."
"I will put the two mouse traps around my garlic!"
"Oh, no." J yelled sadly.
"Why not. You said they are the cousins!"
