I've considered this as possible poem title before, but this was the first time I actually saw one on my way to work. Just casual as can be trodding along the road through the open field just north of Diversey Harbor. Apparently, they're trying to catch them these days, since they're getting to be a rather common sight in LP. (See
here ,
here, and
here.) Aww so cute, but apparently not quite so cuddly.