Despite the excitment of snow fall that morning, it was still rather quiet around the Woodward house. Mom was doing chores, dad was on the computer, Colin was playing Halo, and I was just lying on the floor getting some good beauty sleep. Before I knew it, my people started to congregate around the dining room window. What are they looking at? There's never anything exciting to see out that window, it all happens out front. Or at least that's where the neighbor cat likes to occasionally saunter by so that I get my fur in a bunch and bark like mad. I better go check it out!
I arrive at said window and I stop dead in my tracks... that's no cat! That's a racoon! What's it doing there in the middle of the day and why isn't it getting spooked by me or mom who is curiously taking pictures of it. Things are not right with the world. It even came closer to look inside the house to see if we had any food or something. Yea, like I'm gonna share my kibble!
I arrive at said window and I stop dead in my tracks... that's no cat! That's a racoon! What's it doing there in the middle of the day and why isn't it getting spooked by me or mom who is curiously taking pictures of it. Things are not right with the world. It even came closer to look inside the house to see if we had any food or something. Yea, like I'm gonna share my kibble!
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