Free at last!

The quarantine in our house has been lifted!

Ever since I found out the dead raccoon we found in October had rabies, I have had to endure a lot. The Department of Agriculture got involved, and they sent over a field officer who thoroughly GPSed the site of the carcass, gave me three whole printouts on rabies that I had to read, and forced me to tape a piece of paper to my front door that concerned pizza drivers everywhere. It was hell. And it's finally over. Because, GOD, those periodic visits took up five minutes of my month, easy.