Serious question, did anyone else's bad day get fixed by a raccoon stealing their lunch at a park in Asheville?
Last Tuesday I sat down on a bench in Asheville with a $12 turkey sub after getting chewed out at work, and a raccoon just walked up and took the whole thing right out of my hands. I laughed so hard for 5 minutes straight that a stranger asked if I was okay and we ended up talking for an hour about our terrible weeks. Has a wild animal ever turned your worst day into your weirdest good one?