When My Cat Got a Midnight Suitor
So last night, I heard this weird scratching at the window. Naturally, I assumed it was a ghost (because, why not?), but nope—turns out it was a raccoon. Not just any raccoon, though. This little bandit had clearly watched too many rom-coms. He was scaling the wall, peering in like he was auditioning for "Love Actually: Furry Edition."
My cat, Luna, was sitting on the windowsill, totally unbothered. She just stared at him with that classic feline indifference, while he tried every trick in the book to get her attention—tiny paws waving, little chirps, the whole nine yards. Honestly, I’ve never seen a raccoon look so lovesick. Luna? She blinked once and walked away. Savage.
So, if anyone’s missing a raccoon with a broken heart, he’s probably still outside my window, composing love songs to a cat who couldn’t care less. #PetDrama #CatLife #RaccoonRomance #AnimalEncounters #UnexpectedVisitors
#PetDrama #CatLife #RaccoonRomance #Pets
