Honey, I know life's been an adjustment recently, with you turning into a raccoon and all...dealing with new urges and weird thoughts...but could you please get out of the gross puddle? The street is basically the opposite of a bathtub. We have a nice bathtub at home, which we're definitely going to have to use as soon as possible...please, this is a good way to get an infection or something...you're still adorable, even now, but I'm not sure I'm gonna be able to walk next to you back to the apartment.