Opps, Part 5

One of my plants told me, “Look, I’m tired of being in captivity. Can you please take me outside and replant me in a sunny spot on the ground?”

I did. I replanted it on the grass next to the driveway.

Yesterday my daughter drove over the plant on her way out. I ran out to the plant and tried to prop up its crushed stems with my hands.

The plant said, “I appreciate the gesture. But couldn’t you have used more caution when you initially replanted me?”