And for the heck of it, two unrelated(?) short comics about raccoons. If you're wondering what that feeling you're getting while reading these are, it's probably confusion. Maybe acid reflux.
Comic the First
1 - A man and a woman (stereotypical older couple) standing looking at an overturned garbage can on their front lawn.
MAN: Oh, Martha, the raccoons got into the trash again!
WOMAN: *tsk* I just can't understand what they must be thinking when they do that.
2 - Same scene, but the night before. It's dark to reflect this fact. In place of the couple are two or three raccoons going hog wild on the garbage can (which is in the same position as in panel 1). Their mouths are filled with garbage and they wear crazy smiles on their raccoon faces.
RACCOON 1: GARBAGE!
RACCOON 2: garbagegarbagegarbage!
3 - Repeat panel 2. The only difference is that the raccoons are now all looking towards the reader, smiling their same crazy smile. No dialogue.
Comic the Second
1 - Night time. Two raccoons around a garbage can. One is leaning up against it, preparing to knock it over. The other is to the side, watching.
2 - Similar panel, but the raccoons have paused, looking towards something off-panel.
CAPTION: What is it?
3 - Similar panel, but there's a spotlight shining on the garbage can (from an off-panel flashlight). The raccoons are nowhere to be seen.
4 - Pull back a bit. The scene is now inside a kitchen. A man is coming in the back door and a woman is looking towards him from the kitchen table. Through the kitchen window, the same garbage can is visible, with the raccoons making progress in knocking it over.
MAN: ...I thought I heard something.
(Nothing to blame for this one. I heard some raccoons a few nights ago and wanted to write a comic about what they might have been getting up to.)