Kin Patterson is One Sorry Individual.

He sorry he is the last Patterson; sorry that at 27 years of age all he has to show for his life is failure; sorry that the best part of any day is getting plastered with the other pitiful excuses he calls friends.

It's no wonder his wife left him. It's no wonder he's facing bankruptcy.

So, when word comes that a 90-year-old great-uncle he has never met wishes to meet with his sole heir, it's no wonder that Kin imagines a fat inheritance that will be the answer to all his woes.

He immediately travels to the old family home in Bowling Green, Kentucky. To Kin's deep disappointment, he discovers Uncle Woody is not near death, nor is he senile or feeble. He is still sharp, and as Kin painfully discovers, still able to work his BB gun, for Woody shoots him at first sight.

Having dealt with his own ration of strife, Woody doesn't care to cut Kin any slack. Neither does Moby, a white squirrel that declares war on both men.