Sometime late last week, I watched an Inside Edition story about one very destructive pet raccoon named Willie. I want to say it was late Friday night, like around midnight, and they were airing a previous episode. And I think it was Inside Edition, but it could’ve been another show similar to that format. Like I said, it was late. I was only up because I was trying to comfort poor Murph, who had come home from the hospital that day but who is relegated to sleeping downstairs for the next eight weeks because his injuries prevent him from coming … Continue reading →