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Originally posted by Pretty Little Flower
The piercing, high-pitched, desperate, trilled screams of a baby raccoon caught without shelter in a thunderstorm in the middle of the night. It sounds like distilled panic. Apparently rain + baby raccoon = bad thing.
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Not as wonderful as the sound they make when shot with a pellet.
Fuck 'em. That's wat 'em gets for its mommy turning over my garbage.
