Fuuuuuuuuuuuu

So, mom and I got some grapes and blueberries to plant in the yard. Just in case we might ever actually get fruit from them before the birds and squirrels do. Well, dad has done his usual massacre of the yard. Mutilated the wisteria as usual, left the jasmine alone for me to stare angrily at I guess? Mom says something along the lines of "omg have you seen your fig tree?"
No...no I haven't seen my fig tree. I round the corner where it's planted and I ...still don't see my fig tree. He murdered my fig tree! The only plant in the entire effing yard that he hadn't fucked up!

So now, I no longer have a big, gorgeous, healthy fig tree that fruits every year. Now I have some foot-long stumps that may be a gorgeous healthy fig tree again but will more likely be a sad, diseased and dying fig tree.

Thanks, dad! Leave my damn plants alone!

P.S. The backyard is now a lake and getting lakier by the day.