You don’t get more Bluegrass than this! (From The Washington Post):

Kentucky nurse rescues raccoon reeking of booze, revives it with CPR

Misty Combs and her colleagues knew something was wrong when they saw a large raccoon pacing in a parking lot near their office one morning. They looked into a dumpster full of rainwater and fermented peaches — from a nearby distillery — to find two small raccoons.

They used a shovel to pull one raccoon out of the dumpster, and it ran off with the larger one. The second small raccoon, however, was in bad shape: soaking wet, reeking of moonshine and barely breathing. Combs’s colleagues thought it was dead.

“Not on my watch,” Combs, a nurse, recalled thinking. “I’m going to try to do whatever I can do to save it.”

Combs, who is CPR trained for humans but not animals, bent over and gave the raccoon animated stomach compressions while repeatedly yelling, “Come on, baby! Come on.”

After a minute or two, the raccoon started spitting water, kicking and sticking out its tongue. Combs continued to pat its back until it appeared to breathe normally.

If only we could see this in action!

A heartwarming change of pace from the insanity we’re going through.