It's officially 2012...

And DH is currently trying to scare a raccoon out of our attic and making more noise than humanly possible! I actually feel bad for the poor raccoon, I bet he is terrified!

ETA: He went outside to look for it, armed with a flashlight and a broom. He said it was really fat so it "must be pregnant" (as opposed to perparing to hibernate, which would make more sense) and made me google when raccoons have babies! My husband is crazy.