When I got out of work today, I was walking to where my boyfriend was picking me up, when I walked over a storm drain grate. When I stepped on it, a tiny black hand popped out and grabbed one of the bars. I yelped and jumped backwards, and then peered in, only to see three young raccoon babies watching me quizzically.
"Oh gee," I actually said out loud. "You're all cute."
They all, in unison, cocked their heads to one side.
"I can see how someone might try to hug you, and get mauled."
They all cocked their heads the other way.
Then they chattered, looked around, back at me, and scattered into the dark under-road.
Adorable.
"Oh gee," I actually said out loud. "You're all cute."
They all, in unison, cocked their heads to one side.
"I can see how someone might try to hug you, and get mauled."
They all cocked their heads the other way.
Then they chattered, looked around, back at me, and scattered into the dark under-road.
Adorable.