The herd

I’ve seen as many as eight of these guys leisurely walking around the neighborhood like, sup? Want some berries? Got any weed?

Every year they seem to become a little less afraid. Sure, they’ll scatter if you make any sudden movements, but the other day I was heading out to run errands and one walked out in front of my car, stopped and acted like he was daring me to hit him. And I was like, dude, the most I would ever do to you is hop out of this car and nuzzle the shit out of you. Calm down.