A squirrel plants a flower in a weedy patch of grass. SQUIRREL: (thinking) I am a gardener.
The squirrel plants a flower. SQUIRREL: (thinking) I create life where I want life to exist.
The squirrel pulls out a weed. SQUIRREL: (thinking) And I snuff it out where I deem it unworthy.
The squirrel wiggles their fingers in their large free gardening gloves. SQUIRREL: (thinking) Also, I like these cool, green gloves.
