My 4:30 AM this morning...
Last night around 4:30 in the morning I heard crunching outside my window. Because we have our cat's bowls on my windowsill outside since they don't come in the house anymore because of our dog, Chase. We know of this possum that comes around and eats their food. Which is sick... so I looked to see if it was the cats or the possum. It looked like our big white cat, Ronnie. But then I looked closer and he was more furry and eating with his hands!!! And I was like, "that's not Ronnie? But it couldn't be...? NO WAY!!!"
This is him crunching away.
This is how close I put my face to his with the window between.
This is him eating.
That's him with his little Raccoon hands in the cat bowl grabbing food.
That's him sitting up, looking in my room while crunching.
That's him still not caring about me taking pictures of him with a bright flash.
He was so big. He was a big, fat, fatty. He was seriously bigger than a puppy. But he was cute and he didn't even care that I was taking pictures of him or that Chase was there. I went outside to take a picture of him but it wasn't that good and then he scattered off. He was a loud, fast eater too.
This is him crunching away.
This is how close I put my face to his with the window between.
This is him eating.
That's him with his little Raccoon hands in the cat bowl grabbing food.
That's him sitting up, looking in my room while crunching.
That's him still not caring about me taking pictures of him with a bright flash.
He was so big. He was a big, fat, fatty. He was seriously bigger than a puppy. But he was cute and he didn't even care that I was taking pictures of him or that Chase was there. I went outside to take a picture of him but it wasn't that good and then he scattered off. He was a loud, fast eater too.