raccoons are making out
Alternate title: Suburban Seattle Spring
While I was melting acetate today (more on that later) I heard someone chattering outside. I glanced out the window on this beautifully sunny Washington day and saw a really, really big gray cat. I thought. He stopped chattering and looked at me, revealing his big black mask. Racoon. I stared at him and talked to him and he turned back to the tree.
I went back to my hot tools and got into a whirlwind of work. An hour later, I heard a horribly loud, high pitched animal fight going on out back. I run out to search the trees, to find not one, but TWO raccoons. They were totally making out. And yelling and trying to bite at each other.
Sadist raccoons. I’m telling you.
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