Animals and Investment

The Managed Fund Crows guarded his retirement plan. They marched around its perimeter. Squirrels managed the fund. They wore small green visors, used their cheeks as briefcases, embezzled by accident, forgetting where they buried the dividends. Fixed Income One day so dispirited by his work was he that he decided to retire. He asked to begin to withdraw his pension. The account-manager, a raccoon, presented a box to him, removed the lid, and waddled away. The new pensioner peered in. Feathers and leaves were all the box held. His income was fixed.