Health~ma to your mom, Trudy. And to your Mohs recovery, too, ND.
I just had to call the animal cops on a skunk that is walking repeatedly in a circle in the middle of the street.
We had a version of that at my previous apartment, only it was a raccoon under the street light for the apartment complex parking lot. I called animal control. They said it was after hours and to call the cops. So I called the cops (and gave a heads up to the neighbor who liked to sit on his balcony smoking pot—Carrboro’s relatively chill, but he’s black and I didn’t want the cops to have an excuse to cause trouble for him). The police officer called me back because she couldn’t find the place. After much back and forth (“when you see the roundabout turn into the driveway in the left” “ok, I’m in the roundabout, now what?” “Now you get back on the road you came on because you went too far”) she got there and said, “Yep, that’s a weird looking raccoon alright. I’d better call animal control.”
The whole process started around 7 pm and animal control came over to nab the raccoon sometime after midnight. The whole time the poor thing was just staggering around in a circle. Anyway, I believe it was euthanized, which is far, far better than dying of rabies.