It’s a Bear, No It’s a Dog, No …
Just after dinner, I went back to my blogs when I heard a commotion from the kitchen. the big R was calling me to come and check something out. There is something in the trash drum, something big, too big to be a skunk or a cat. Out came the camera.
Was that a baby bear?! No.
Oh wait! A coyote?! Eeeewww I hate them. But no. It’s not.
Oh, it’s probably a lost puppy. Nah. Wow, it’s a ….
RACOON!
LOL. what a city girl. But this is the first time I’ve seen a racoon up close and personal. It’s huge! And there’s a whole gang out in our yard! Huge, it’s bigger than a puppy. The butt alone must weigh a ton. And the one in the trash can is heaving and grunting from the huge find he got in there, soggy chips and donuts that were rained out yesterday. And they’re feisty, brazen critters too! First they would run whenever we lit up the house or turn the flash on them, but they were becoming bolder. Gee! If they weren’t rabid and causes too much hassle ripping through thrash bags and scaring cats, they’d actually be adorable. Man these racoons are HUUUUUGE!
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