Not long afterward this highly respectable couple were feeding together in the moonlight. “What do you think of the Mole?” said she.
 “Well,—er—ahem,” answered her husband. “You know, my dear, that I do not like to talk against people, and I might better not tell you exactly what I think of him. He is a queer-looking fellow, and I always distrust anyone who will not look me in the eye. Perhaps that is not his fault, for the fur hides his eyes and he wears his ears inside of his head; but I must say that a fiercer or more disagreeable-looking snout I never saw. He has had trouble with all his old neighbors, and a fellow who cannot get along peaceably in one place will not in another. He is always talking about his rights and what he thinks——”
“You have told me enough,” said Mrs. Ground Hog, interrupting him. “Nobody ever liked a person who insists on his ‘rights’ every time. And such a person never enjoys life. What a pity it is!” and she gave a sigh that shook her fat sides.
~Clara Dillingham Pierson, Among the Forest People, “The Quarrelsome Mole,” http://www.mainlesson.com/display.php?author=pierson&book=forest&story=mole