Habit

...none the worse for wear for having taken on a porcupine that happened to be in the hedgerow next to our walking path.  With Don's help to hold her still and a pair of pliers, I was able to pull out all but one of the quills from her nose, lips and mouth.  We dropped by the vet to get the last one out.  It was broken and in quite deep.  Oh the joys of spring!