Marcus took me to Wing Stop for some chickeny goodness. We had a nice evening chatting and enjoying our food. It's so awesome how we are totally comfortable with each other and still have intelligent, thought-provoking conversations. I'm so lucky to have him.
Anyway, I'm walking behind him from the car to the front door and suddenly Marcus jumps back, runs smack dab into me and tromps on my foot. There, sitting between us and our front door is a stupid raccoon. I'm pretty sure by the size of it, it's the same one from two nights ago. I was throwing ice at it and Marcus heaved a chunk of loose concrete at it and it wouldn't budge. Geez, I'm really starting to hate that thing. I don't know why it's hanging around here. It's not like we have trash or food outside. Grrrrr.
Anyway, I'm walking behind him from the car to the front door and suddenly Marcus jumps back, runs smack dab into me and tromps on my foot. There, sitting between us and our front door is a stupid raccoon. I'm pretty sure by the size of it, it's the same one from two nights ago. I was throwing ice at it and Marcus heaved a chunk of loose concrete at it and it wouldn't budge. Geez, I'm really starting to hate that thing. I don't know why it's hanging around here. It's not like we have trash or food outside. Grrrrr.