I'll start things off with a funny story. :-D
We were coming home one night but had forgotten to leave any lights on. When the car doors shut, it was as dark as oil. As I was pausing to get my bearings, something moved in the grass near me. I have no idea what came over me, but I screamed "Weasels!" and bolted toward the house. When I got inside, I was laughing so hard I couldn't breathe--I may be in the boonies now but I was born and raised in the Chicago 'burbs and wouldn't know a weasel if it...bit me. Weasels??
Okay, now you!
