"I moved out."
"Why?" I asked. "You're hard to live with." he said.
"C'mon now, it hasn't been that bad!' I protested. "All relationships require some give and take."
"Fine." he said. "I moved out because of the give and take."
"What are you talking about?"
"Well, It's only June and you don't give a darn that the chipmunks, bugs and weeds are taking over the garden!"
It's true that I have been a bit lax in my gardening duties. It's been a busy spring. But I wasn't going to take the grief that Farmer Small was giving me.
"Hey," I said. "For a small plastic man you have a big atttitude. "
"It's my big attitude that keeps the chipmunks and bugs away."
"Baloney! I saw a fox run across the yard with a chipmunk in his mouth the other night."
"And who do you think had the fox take out the chipmunk?" asked Farmer Small.
I thought about it. With connections like those, it's probably good for me and the garden that Farmer Small has moved out for the summer.