Saturday, June 18, 2011

"Give it a HOTDOG!"

So last night there was a raccoon and some drunk people feeding it hot dogs...
Around 12:30am I was in my room thinking about getting up to get a midnight snack. Then I heard some people pounding their way up the stairs and clanking their way past my room. The whole time I could hear a woman saying 'Oh please don't get hurt, Don't ...careful...don't climb up on it, just don't get hurt." So I figured, "Huh drunk people..." It wasn't until I heard someone saying, "Give it a HOTDOG! Just give it a hotdog, it's not mean, go get a hotdog." Did I get curious enough to get dressed and go outside to see what was happening. In doing so I put my key in my jacket and opened the door just in time to see a guy handing a hotdog to a raccoon.... I took some pictures but because they're not very good I can't post them. But it looked like this except there was only one raccoon. Anyway,today when I left my room to go get something to eat I left my key in my jacket. Luckily I didn't make it very far before I realized that it was missing. So I went to the desk and got a third key, ('cause 2 wasn't enough to keep me from getting locked out.) Then on my way off base I saw about six people walking to the gate carrying/pulling/lugging all kinds of luggage. My first thought was, I wounder if they need a ride.  After I turned around to offer them a ride I realized that the lady with them was pregnant. Sheesh. All these people just driving bye watching them with all their stuff......oh well. The main point is I got something to eat and some people got a ride to the gate. To think it all started with a hungry raccoon and some drunk people.  If I hadn't gotten locked out I probably would have driven past where they were walking before they were even there. Good stuff.

2 comments:

Az said...

I had a roommate that caught a muskrat, put it in a milk crate, gave it some lettuce and thought she had caught a really big rat.

LampLight said...

That is one of my favorite stories about drunk people.