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May 13, 2010 at 12:58 pm · Filed under Uncategorized and tagged: life, raccoon, spastic, tulsa

woke up at 4:45 am to something above my head thumping the ceiling from the other side. is it a squirrel in my attic? no, it’s too loud. a raccoon? yes, possibly a raccoon. it was sporadic though. great. i have a spastic raccoon in my attic & i’m leaving for a wedding stat. no good, no good.

i was lying in bed praying God would just kill the spastic raccoon or that it would find a way out of my attic & then never come back. by 4:53, i was starting to hear a whistling sound like a faint house alarm. this infuriated my spastic raccoon and made him sound like he was drunk too. wonderful. drunk spastic raccoon & someone has an extremely weird sounding house alarm. by 4:58 i was a bit more awake & realized it was not a house alarm at all. it was, in fact, tornado sirens. i jumped out of bed, ran to the living room to see what news 6 had to report. no tornados – just wind. whew. the drunk spastic raccoon by this time had settled down a bit. it was then that i realized there never was a drunk spastic raccoon (not this morning at least). it was my ginormous magnolia tree limb thumping my house due to its buoyancy. 5:03 am, i smirked, and went about finishing packing for colorado. good morning world.

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