WTF, Raccoon?

Tonight on the way home from a  fundraiser for cats–they spend a shit ton of money,cats do–we saw a raccoon hunched over in the middle of  a very busy intersection. As we passed, car lights revealed that it was noshing on  a dead flattened squirrel carcass. Tara told me that the raccoon did not, as I suggested, need a hug.

The End.

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