The mango tree
in my back yard has been quite fruitful this year. At one point we had over 50 ripe mangos in the fridge. Randoms friends would stop by just to get out of the heat and chow down on a juicy mango.
Sometimes I'd see a mango
as it dropped, but in walking over to where the mango was all I'd find were rotting
mangos, the ones the bugs
got to before we could. Just another phantom
mango, I'd think as I carried all the fresh ones I gathered inside.
Today, I solved the phantom mango mystery
. I walked outside this morning and noticed one of the last mangos in the tree was moving . I walked over to the tree to get a closer look. A squirrel
was eating the mango, hanging upside-down, its back claws clutching the branch above the mango, nibbling on the mango as it hung.