Verne: "I don't know. But here's what I do know. We will be fine as long as no one goes over Steve again." Verne said but then a voice spoke out

"It's called a hedge, and it is not to be feared, my amphibious friend. It is the gateway to the good life!" Everyone looked up to see a raccoon on a tree.

"I'm a reptile, actually. But, you know, it's a common mistake. And you are?" Verne said and then the raccoon leaps down

"Oh, where are my manners? I'm RJ. Don't think I'm prying, but I couldn't help overhearing, and I can shed a little light on what this whole hedge situation is about." RJ said as he rummaged through his back while the other animals examined the object. He finally pulls up a map "You see, what was once mere wilderness is now 54 acres of man-made, manicured, air-conditioned paradise. Except for that little-bitty speck. You are here. No, no, that's a good thing. You're hibernators, right? You gather food, store it for the winter?" RJ said