We share our ecosystem with a wide variety of creatures. Most are unassuming. When we find them on "our land", we shoo them away, capture, or even kill the beasts. On the flip side, what do they think of us being on "their land"? What if the tables were turned? What if we were seen as the vermin? Perspective is everything. Intention is deadly. Author's Notes: I wrote this story on a whim. Some short story and novel writer friends of mine, invited me out to the local pub, for a writing session. I felt compelled to venture into their territory. Strange shit happens when a dark comedy screenwriter goes prose.