AHHHHHHH!!!

Saw this little raccoon face down in the gutter on our morning walk today. Holy crap. Bandit freaked out, inspecting it like she was a police detective trying to figure out a crime that was going to get her the promotion she's been dreaming of. I, on the other hand, freaked out trying to pull her away from it like I was the person that committed the crime. 

We prefer to say "Number 2"

"How's she pooping?"

-A neighbor, taking "personal" to a whole new level