Beth and I were in the kitchen. I heard a sound I thought was Abbey growling. it wasn't. It was a really narked raccoon who is currently living somewhere under our floor. The bloodcurdling snarls emitting filled the dining room with the moment in a horror film where everyone realises the midnight hike in the forest was a really bad idea.
Heres hoping the animal anger management whirlwind doesn't get smart and arrive in the front room later.
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