Wild Kingdom

I know my stories sound fake, but I swear I do not make these things up.  Last night (but still broad daylight)  I was walking the boys, Logan (mine) and Drifter (Meg’s) down Spring Creek.  There are several cul-de-sacs (which I think is actually culs-de-sac, but that sounds odd and I am not saying it;  just know that I know that is the correct way) that back up to Spring Creek.  They only have houses halfway around so there is an open space where you can see down the streets.  I saw the top of a furry head, assumed it was a cat & prayed the boys wouldn’t see it.  I knew there was no way I would be able to hold both of them back.  As we got closer I realized it was not cat.  It was FOUR, yes, FOUR raccoons walking down the sidewalk together.  They were all but holding hands and skipping.  Logan saw them and then they saw the 150 lbs. of dog being walked in their direction & quickly jumped in the gutter one after another.  He was not sure what they were or what to do & he got excited, but that was about it.  I am so glad Drifter did not see them, but am thankful that his shear size was intimidating.   At this point, if I saw a bear on a unicycle in my neighborhood I would not be the least bit surprised.