Found this while I worked at a G-Dub. Forgot what we priced it for, I can’t think of enough things wrong with selling it.

The most surprised raccoon, found in an antique shop in GA. I bought him after stalking him for a couple of years, and now we decorate him for every holiday. His name is Reginald.

When you’re a squirrel and just want to store nuts for the winter and provide for your family but then you die, get taxidermied and somehow make it through Australian customs only to end up rowing a tiny boat for all eternity in a rural Victorian op shop.