Always loved the title of this book on grammatical snafus. As related by Wiki, the title has its origin in the following story illustrating the consequences of poor punctuation:
A panda walks into a café. He orders a sandwich, eats it, then draws a gun and proceeds to fire it at the other patrons.
“Why?” asks the confused, surviving waiter amidst the carnage, as the panda makes towards the exit. The panda produces a badly punctuated wildlife manual and tosses it over his shoulder.
“Well, I’m a panda,” he says, at the door. “Look it up.”
The waiter turns to the relevant entry in the manual and, sure enough, finds an explanation. “Panda. Large black-and-white bear-like mammal, native to China. Eats, shoots and leaves.”
Which reminds me, do you remember the feeling of nestling deeply in a pile of leaves in late Fall? This picture of my granddaughters in Cincinnati is a reminder of the comforts of nature as well as her inconveniences.