We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
That's why I always serve dinner first - to be on the safe side.
We have the crab spider orb-weavers, small & very colorful. They labor all night to create beautiful webs, sometimes 2 ft in diameter. Unfortunately, they often string them across the forest paths that I walk the dogs on, early in the morning. I usually try to navigate around them, if I see them in time, maybe just breaking one lower support strand so that I can ease by - they're quite adept at re-attaching it. And they're stubborn about preferring the paths, probably because the air circulation delivers more bugs. If I can't avoid breaking it, sometimes they'll re-build 2-3 times before giving up and going somewhere else. They're a joy to look at - almost toy-like with infinite variety of spots and color.