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WHEN RACCOONS ATTACK

…I know, I’ve been writing a great deal about animals lately; that’s because there are a lot of them around. Anyway, on a recent evening at around 2 in the morning (I was up working on a project), I heard a giant crash. To my surprise, there were nine—yes, nine—baby raccoons on our back porch (probably because of bird seed, because the only things that go in that trash are used up fireworks, the contents of ashtrays, and wine bottles). By the time I got my camera, there were only about five left, and I just want to note here that, sadly, I missed the moment when Nathan opened the door and one of them tried to get into the house. Sorry it’s a little dark—I didn’t exactly have time to fix the settings on my camera, but still, you can at least get the point…and if this frightens you, consider picking up Apex Publications’ Zombie Feed Volume 1 anthology, which contains Kristin Dearborn’s story “Rabid Raccoons.” You might just learn what it means to really be scared of those furry bandits…

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