AN ENCOUNTER WITH TWO RACCOONS
The other night I opened the fridge and discovered it was emptier than a hermit's address book. Realizing that going without a cup of tea might well result in my taking hostages, I glanced at the clock and, noticing that I had ten minutes before the store across the street closed, I made the momentous decision to make a mad dash for a carton of milk. It was almost ten o'clock and I was in my pajamas but it was a nice night and, as I said, the store was only across the street and the window for getting my milk was closing, so I headed out in my jammies. (They're nice jammies - they have cows on them.) I made it to the shop, purchased my milk and headed home, I was standing on the corner, waiting for the traffic lights to change, when suddenly two large raccoons emerged from the nearby bushes and one of them made a mad dash across the road, causing cars to screech to a halt or blast horns at other cars and almost cause a multi-car pile-up. The other raccoon stood...