My brother-in-law says that squirrels are funny because they often forget where their stashes of nuts are, but it works out because all these squirrels everywhere are stashing them in various places. So if a squirrel forgets where his stash is, he'll find someone else's. And someone else will find his.
Is there an economic system like this? "Serendipity communism", maybe?
I wonder how animals find the motivation to get ready for winter... I'm certainly depressed about it. On November 1 I will get out my sweaters that I packed away in the cedar closet downstairs, because our bedroom closets are all too tiny to house a year's worth of clothes. That's also when I'll switch the bed to flannel sheets. That's all the prep I can handle.