EveryDayAmnesiac
I guess I just wasn't made for these times.
So I've been taking dumps outside lately because Sierra is hogging the bathroom all fucking day.
"Playing dress-up" "Putting her face on." Her words, not mine.
So I made friends with this racoon.
It started one night while I was outside taking a piss and he brushed up on my leg.
Now, usually, racoons travel in groups. This one, clearly has been a pet.
So one of my windows has a screen that is mostly broken. So he broke in.
Sierra and I got home the other day and he's laying there on the couch as though it's exactly where he shold be.
For reasons I don't understand - The three cats I live with, Hesh and Conan and Milhouse, accepted him.
So I'm currently looking at Sierra, surrouned by three cats, and a fucking racoon, on a twin bed. Where the fuck am I supposed to sleep?
In North Carolina, it's technically illegal to have a racoon as a "pet." So if anything happens to him .... I'm fucked.
He likes cat food.
"Playing dress-up" "Putting her face on." Her words, not mine.
So I made friends with this racoon.
It started one night while I was outside taking a piss and he brushed up on my leg.
Now, usually, racoons travel in groups. This one, clearly has been a pet.
So one of my windows has a screen that is mostly broken. So he broke in.
Sierra and I got home the other day and he's laying there on the couch as though it's exactly where he shold be.
For reasons I don't understand - The three cats I live with, Hesh and Conan and Milhouse, accepted him.
So I'm currently looking at Sierra, surrouned by three cats, and a fucking racoon, on a twin bed. Where the fuck am I supposed to sleep?
In North Carolina, it's technically illegal to have a racoon as a "pet." So if anything happens to him .... I'm fucked.
He likes cat food.