There once was a bright blue house, with a slippery slate roof and a creaky crooked porch, that sat to the left of the fork in the road. The porch was a peaceful gathering place, and the man who lived there often sat and enjoyed the view and the humans and animals who so often stopped by. The man scattered peanuts and seeds on the porch for the animals, who looked forward to their tasty treats. One day, the man in the bright blue house, with the slippery...