mrstitches

There is a raccoon in the basement window well by my computer. Son of a bitch scared the crap out of me. It must have dove into the window well head first and slammed into the window. They're so cute for garbage eating, disease ridden things. I'm lucky the window is locked properly though, sometimes they don't lock right and a strong wind will push them open. The last thing I need is a fucking raccoon running around the basement where I sleep, and spend most of my home time. I wonder if you can tame raccoons. I could teach it to steal cigarettes.