Tweeti come home for lunch and make myself a sandwich and am catching a ballgame i DVR'd.

i hear the dog going nuts in the extra bedroom

IT'S a DAMN RACOON! my dog is pretty big but even he didnt want anything to do with this beast!

the racoon was growling, all pumped up looked to be about 30#s of muscle! he would snarl visciously then slash at the floor with his claws over and over not backing up an inch.

i shut the door and grabbed my gun

before i shot the bastard i realized what "OO" buckshot would do to my hardwood floor so i called the local animal removal service

they came out the little 100# girl walked in with big heavy gloves that came to her shoulders, picked up the devil as it bit and scratched at her gloves and put it in a carrier.

i was impressed, and she was hot!