The house surrounded by black prairie dogs was pretty cool--weird, painted concrete walls in many of the rooms, sort of hippie industrial chic. I coulda lived there.
But you really don't want Ichimaru Gin as your real estate agent. That was just downright creepy. And he was NOT sympathetic to my requests that the home be landscaped with native species before I moved in, either.
*NOTE* May be some bleach spoilers in the comments. You've been warned.