(Tiger on left)
Tiger: In the evening, Mom and Motor and I all go upstairs to Mom's room to relax. Mom tells us how much she loves us and we get lots of kisses and squeezes.
And then, without fail, we hear a loud thud outside and Motor and I have to check it out. It's those darned racoons again! Every night they are back to eat Smokey's food. I would go outside and rumble with them but Mom won't allow it. She's to afraid I'd get hurt.
Tiger: Mom, I rumbled with one before and didn't get a scratch. I can take care of this.
Motor: Tiger, forget it. She's not going to budge on this one.