With boars on my mind, when I spied this Chinese advisory on my placemat at Ching Hwa's yesterday, I tore that corner off and stuck it in my pocket.
It seems the boar's portents aren't too bad.
I, however, was born in the year of the R-A-T.
A journal of sightings of raccoons coming out of and going into the storm grate at our corner in Waukesha WI. (& etc.) The bent is nature with occasional forays elsewhere.