this is no longer my blog

One of the sometimes fun sometimes not so fun things about the Mother Ship is that they include interns on their mass e-mail list. That means that when someone announces something fun to the community through e-mail, such as an answered prayer or a birth announcement, that even those of us off campus get to share in the joy. That also means that if someone needs a ride somewhere or the long distance phone service will be down or they fertilized the lawn or some other little tidbit of information that doesn't impact anyone not on campus, we get that, too.

So, I was checking my school e-mail account and I read an e-mail that confirms my suspicions and paranoia. Luckily, however, the infiltrators did not know that I am not on campus. Here's the e-mail:

"There is a injured raccoon wandering on campus. Animal control said it was not unusual to see raccoons out during the day and it was best to leave it alone. Animal control only picks up animals that can be caught with a rope pole. DO NOT approach this animal. Call me if this raccoon seems to be acting strange and I will call animal control immediately."

I'm not sure how it got injured, but it serves those darn raccoons right for trying to torment me. Grrrr.....