While out for my run, my lone Civil Liberty still intact, I saw a pack of raccoons.
Usually it’s one or two, but today, they were all out as if it were family day.
Now I do tend to over dramatize, but they clearly had been foraging, carrying so much stuff, and to their credit, not in plastic bags either.
Paws filled, even the kids, as if they too are a little nervous over how long those trash bins, provided by tourists and park regulars, will stay empty.
They looked at me as if to say, shouldn’t you be at Whole Foods?
Then the Mom (in gloves) slapped me 5.
P.S. Keep your humor by the bed, where it’s good and handy. 🙂