The other night we had a pair of nighttime visitors. Two racoons found our recycling irresistable. They didn't care about me either. They were inches away from me, with only glass seperating us, and they completely ignored my pounding on the door. Stinkin' coons. Matt is thinking about setting a trap and making a coonskin hat. I will leave THAT up to him. As long as I don't SEE it in it's transitional state.
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