The families return.
This middle fall visit thrilled us because…
Because we’re easy. Especially when it comes to The Wild. Show us Old Ones of any stripe or form and we’re there for them.
Probably faster than we would be for most Two-Leggers we know.
Sad, that.
Much like Jules Verne’s Captain Nemo of Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea fame, we’ve found interactions with our own species less than optimal and often less than minimal.
Not so with The Wild. I’ve walked among wolves and bears, been close to mountain cats, never a worry.
Smile incorrectly at a Two-Legger?
All hell breaks lose.
It would be great victim mentality if I thought the fault was mine.
But I’ve given up doing so.