All summer long, all we got from the backyard video camera was morbidly obese raccoons grazing on nuts and dog food. And truly, most of them are in cow-grazing-posture, which annoys me because I know THEY know they're being filmed. Be a cute raccoon and eat with your hands LIKE I KNOW YOU CAN!
Then suddenly in the last month the video camera has caught two remarkable things. First, after three years of identical skunks, suddenly we were graced with ...
Seriously, check out this skunk with her peacock tail and the sassy white bands on her legs. I thought she might be a different breed, but no, evidently God just graced her with smoking hot skunk looks.
Then, there was the high drama of the ...
I'm not embedding this one, because it's a snuff film. Well, almost. Any possible death occurs off camera, and it's possible he escaped. I doubt it, because he truly seemed bent on ending his life, balled up at the foot of the tree in the pitch dark at 9:30 pm, and then opting for Fight when Flight appeared to be going well.
Here's the link, and it's up to you if you go there and if you listen to it (I have watched and listened to it about 35 times).