It was obviously squirrels.
I mean, look at the way a human mind works! Either racing in a lunatic way from point A to point B - by way of Z, G, with a double-back at P 1/2 - or our brain curls up in a metaphorical hollow tree to hibernate until we poke it with a stick. If our brain does find an idea (seen the pop-eyed, startled look on a squirrel's face with a nut crammed it in its mouth?)... then it darts here and there, not at all sure what to do with the awkward thing. Mostly we fruitlessly dig for ideas, chittering a squirrelly, "Here? There? Where? Must be one somewhere!
