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Recent addition to list of sounds I am not likely to soon forget.
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Originally posted by Pretty Little Flower
Like I said, we have no evidence as to the relative devotion of wildlife rescuers in D.C. and Minnesota because the banshee-like wails of the baby raccoon faded as the baby disappeared into the stormy darkness before I had the opportunity to call anyone. In a poignant footnote to the story, before I saw the baby raccoon, I saw an adult raccoon running back and forth on a neighboring porch, dry but apparently unable or unwilling to help what I assume was its offspring.
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This reminds me of the time my father in law and I had to dispose of a family of racoons that were living in a tree on the edge of their property.
Should I tell the story? It's actually pretty entertaining.
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