"Maybe someday "Shane" himself will come to your house to thank you."

NO, thanks, I get enough of his cousins, or clones, or whatever the heck they are comin' round during summer beer season as it is. I had to bar some of 'em from the property without bringing a minder with 'em. Last house I lived in, pre marriage, they were like raccoons at a garbage bin. When I left there, I'd lost three kitchen chairs to 'Shanes' falling off, over, or on them, a coffee table, a very nice cactus plant, sundry mugs, glasses and plates, and had to install a locking chain on the inside of my bedroom door.