Isn't it just the bee's knees, folks? When you catch sight of a pack of deer lending a helping hoof to a stranded driver? Ohhhh weeee, it warms the cockles of your heart, doesn't it? But I reckon ol' Poppy there might be wishing those furry critters showed up a tad sooner. Y'see, her fella, Branch, tends to get his feathers ruffled when she's fashionably late. And let me tell ya, that guy can turn into a regular Tazmanian devil when the clock keeps tickin'. It's like watching a cat on a hot...