kind of a jerk and I don't like his presentation or manner. The poor little porcupine is adorable.

They are peaceful creatures. The only thing they want is bark. They regularly come on my porch to dine on the wood there, always late at night. They are noisy when they gnaw away. Nom! Nom! Nom!

I have a straw broom to deal with them. I gently encourage them to find another place. I speak in gentle tones, "It's time to go, kind porcupine." I am never rough with them. No need. They are a most agreeable creature when encouraged gently.

Plus, they have boundless charisma.

I love porcupines. They have charisma, and dignity. What's not to love about them? My gentle way inevitably results on them doing what I want. Finding another place to nom.

I wouldn't hurt a quill on their body.