Look, look! There! See the porcupine?
He was gorgeous. Shyly peeping around the corner, fat and bristled with fawn-ish fringed quills, he paused near the woodshed and considered his options.
The kids oohed and aahed, then stood on tip-toes, watching our glimpse of wild kingdom in our backyard...
Bear strode past me, his arms filled with things to put away. 'Hey! Are you all taking a break?'
No, wait! You'll scare him!
B peered. He followed my pointing finger. He narrowed his eyes.
Then he sighed.
'It's a piece of wood, Jess, you foolish thing.'
I did it again. Unbelievable.