Nag on the Lake
Friday, December 05, 2025
Susana
Drunk Raccoon
A raccoon entered a liquor store in Virginia and drank his fill: rum, moonshine, even peanut butter whiskey. Then it passed out on the floor of the bathroom. Don’t worry — he’s OK. trib.al/R3wXGbV
— The New York Times (@nytimes.com) December 4, 2025 at 11:53 AM
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Thursday, December 04, 2025
Frank
Tinsel Tales
“We can leave the tops of the trees to the Squirrel twins – that’s where they do their best work,” said Fox.
Rabbit smiled at Fox’s comments. He was happy to jump in where needed and was a fast and efficient worker. After all, Fox had managed to sneak the balls and lights and shiny bits past the forest’s kits and pups, all of them excited about the holidays. Rabbit could see why that talent for slyness made Fox believe he was in charge of the holiday decorating.
“Starting to look quite festive!” called down the Squirrels in unison. They leaped from treetop to treetop, passing strings of lights back and forth, wrapping the upper branches of the stand of trees chosen for the festivities.
The forest friends worked tirelessly to hang the glittering balls and arrange the lights. Soon the deepest part of their woodland home, where no human ever goes, shimmered and shone with light and warmth and colour. Assessing their efforts, they took great satisfaction.
Once again, they had proven that the holidays are a time when each of us shares the best of ourselves to create something beautiful with others.



