Ringo was playing one of those cat and mouse games again with Preston...and well, Preston was having fun, as always chasing the raccoon everywhere until he was so tired all he wanted to do was go to bed and sleep...and then wake up and go eat to refuel the energy.

Now, Ringo was running straight for a big tree that Preston knew he should stay away from, the one that he couldn't remember the name of, but he was sure this was the one that his father had warned him about going near.

But, Ringo was running closer and closer to the tree, and Preston didn't know what else to do but sink to his knees a safe distance from the tree in case it decided to do something funky. "R-R-R-R-Ring-Ringo come b-b-back!" He hollered to the animal as it continued to run to the tree.