When we were camping along the Oregon coast a few years back, a raccoon climbed up our camper steps and peered through the screen door at us. Ah, how cute, I thought. It left, only to return with its entire extended family, who all clambered up the steps and actively tried to open the screen door. Yikes - that went from cute to creepy pretty quickly.
I want to live in a world where the chicken can cross the road without its motives being questioned.
