Tuesday
16Jan2007
Procyon Lotor
Tuesday, January 16, 2007 at 11:45AM
Hearing some prolonged crashing about outside my door last night, I opened it to find....
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Kind of a quick 'no! don't run!' picture, although suprisingly, he/she didn't. Instead (let's call it a nice gender neutral name) Rowan just shimmied back and forth along the bit of fence, occasionally stopping to dig a hand into the garbage can whose lid had just been shoved aside in hopes of grabbing a bag and stopping to stare at the cat and human who stood in the doorway not four feet away.
They're not usually so bold - the unusual weather here must be driving them from the park in search for food.
But, oh so cute. I've always wanted one for a pet. I doubt Cabot would like that, however, and so I contented myself with putting out some of the cat-disdained 'dental formula' food (concern for wildlife teeth, that's me).
Cabot took the opportunity of the relative safety of the open door behind him to hiss at Rowan before coming back in to pace and scratch at the door every four minutes so he could check to see if the intruder had returned.
Which is a little annoying. But my fault for showing him the raccoon in the first place. Cabot abandoned his usual night-time place on / around my head to stand on guard at the end of the bed in clear view of the bedroom door.
Something tells me he's not going to be too happy to find that I plan to keep feeding Rowan.
for a larger version go here.
Kind of a quick 'no! don't run!' picture, although suprisingly, he/she didn't. Instead (let's call it a nice gender neutral name) Rowan just shimmied back and forth along the bit of fence, occasionally stopping to dig a hand into the garbage can whose lid had just been shoved aside in hopes of grabbing a bag and stopping to stare at the cat and human who stood in the doorway not four feet away.
They're not usually so bold - the unusual weather here must be driving them from the park in search for food.
But, oh so cute. I've always wanted one for a pet. I doubt Cabot would like that, however, and so I contented myself with putting out some of the cat-disdained 'dental formula' food (concern for wildlife teeth, that's me).
Cabot took the opportunity of the relative safety of the open door behind him to hiss at Rowan before coming back in to pace and scratch at the door every four minutes so he could check to see if the intruder had returned.
Which is a little annoying. But my fault for showing him the raccoon in the first place. Cabot abandoned his usual night-time place on / around my head to stand on guard at the end of the bed in clear view of the bedroom door.
Something tells me he's not going to be too happy to find that I plan to keep feeding Rowan.
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Reader Comments (3)
My aunt raised 4 baby racoons once, and omg what a pain they were! Cutest little pains ever. I remember the time they got into the flour bins in the kitchen *rofl* it was hysterical! Not so fun to try to clean up, especially with their help, but still...so funny to see. And the two owls didn't add much help either. ;p
"they're not usually so bold"
What raccoon variety do you have in your parts? They tend to be very aggressive creatures. Maybe yours are more mellow for some reason, but the ones I've seen aren't scared of humans, pets, bears, etc. They are monsters.
C - I think I would have liked your aunt. :)
E - Everything's just a little more mellow up here on da island. Actually, in the area I live in, we usually don't see them at all. Plus, yanno, I think they are the cutest things on the planet so of course ......