Changing into dry clothes, I heard a disturbance outside.  My wife had been sitting in the sun and my boys splashing in the lake.

Suddenly, my wife was now calling to them, “Get out of the water!” That however wasn’t the most disturbing part.  It was the response of my children.

Looking befuddled, they tilted their heads and released a volley of questions sounding something like this…

“What?”

“Why?”

“Get out of the water?”

“Why?”

That’s when my wife explained that a mink was swimming toward them.  I guess all those coats made the silky furred mammal a tad aggressive and he had found just the right slow witted humans upon which to exact the revenge of his species.

Just when you thought it was safe to go back into the water.  Huh?  What?