Long ago my friend in Louisiana planted a lot of corn and she was going to harvest them. Her husband said, one more day, and the kernels are going to be a little bigger.
Well, the next day, there were not one single corn left---all eaten by the deer!--I think the animals think that there were there all this yummy goodies, so they should enjoy them----I saw one fat bunny rabbit--among my weeds, but the pure white bindweed blooms are still there, although I try to pull them out when I came home, but defiantly they are showing up, and shouted: we are still here!