Tree?
What tree?
No, man, that wasn’t me
Look, have I teeth?
Have I claws?
Have I horns?
How then could I gnaw?
No, wasn’t me.
Tree?
What tree?
No, man, that wasn’t me
Look, have I teeth?
Have I claws?
Have I horns?
How then could I gnaw?
No, wasn’t me.
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it wasn’t me, I wasn’t there…
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You caught it π
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I am still wondering what exactly happened to this tree. Was it worms?
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I don’t know. Best guess is muntjac deer
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Now that’s impressive!
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We’re waiting for the day it falls. But we only visit this site once a year, so it’s most unlikely we’ll be there!
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Poor tree. π²
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I guess it’ll tumble sooner or late, in one storm or another. Unless the warden cuts it down, first
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Yes, thatβs its likely fate.
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Yea. I don’t know why this particular tree has been targeted. We’ve found no others like it
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That’s a fantastic take, Crispina.
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Thanks, Indira. I had to do something with that tree!
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