Nor is aught that goes on two legs...

Christmas morning, I stopped at the oak tree in my front yard, put my hand on the trunk, and wished it Merry Christmas.  It rattled its leaves cheerfully at me and wish me the blessings of the season. :)  I remarked on the unusually warm day, and it said yes, but it won't last!  The next morning it was freezing cold.  Trees are not omnicient, but what they know, they know!