Raccoons and Rainy Days with Sun in the Forecast
The young raccoon gang remains in my neighborhood but they've gotten stealthier. We haven't seen them since I took photos/videos last week. I know they're still here because they're still dropping packages. Raccoon poop is rank, man. Ali's boyfriend, Beau, upon seeing my videos of them, begged me to "forgive them their sins," and let them be, and I did plan to relent. But then the poop bombs began again and I'm about to go Dana Hamilton on them. Dana and I grew up together. She recently posted about victory over a mole that had been plaguing her. I'll spare you the photos, but man, don't mess with Dana. Anyway, it's been a rainy late spring. We've been biting our nails watching the Pacers in the playoffs, and last night we finally saw Caitlin Clark play in the flesh. Didn't expect fights at a WNBA game, but there were two incidents that are still making the rounds on social media. The Fever game was more violent than the No King...