Not so wild wildlife
3:30am
awoken from a peaceful sleep by a loud noise downstairs
husband snoring, dog snoring...maybe I'm imagining things
More banging, a hiss sound, and scuffling....definitely NOT imagining things
Poke husband, "There's something in the house...get up!"
Dog still snoring
I grab an umbrella to defend myself from...whatever, whilst husband puts on pants
Husband first out the bedroom-door and downstairs, "Holy crap! There's more than one!"
Raccoons...a whole fuckin family of raccoons
The momma ran for the doggy-door, but the babies (teenagers more like it) ran into the kitchen.
Pause here...I'm on the bottom of the staircase holding an open umbrella as a shield against...the momma raccoon, who is hissing and growling from the doggy-door at me because...her babies are trapped away from her in the kitchen where they are eyeballing both me and...Aaron in the livingroom, trying to catch a very frightened pet kitty.
In the end, Aaron catches the cat, gives him to me, and then goes around the kitchen ushering the trapped animals out towards their momma. I count 1, 2, 3, 4 cute little raccoons as they head out the door.
Back upstairs the dog is STILL sleeping on the bed....cute, but completely useless.
Animals, gotta love em
awoken from a peaceful sleep by a loud noise downstairs
husband snoring, dog snoring...maybe I'm imagining things
More banging, a hiss sound, and scuffling....definitely NOT imagining things
Poke husband, "There's something in the house...get up!"
Dog still snoring
I grab an umbrella to defend myself from...whatever, whilst husband puts on pants
Husband first out the bedroom-door and downstairs, "Holy crap! There's more than one!"
Raccoons...a whole fuckin family of raccoons
The momma ran for the doggy-door, but the babies (teenagers more like it) ran into the kitchen.
Pause here...I'm on the bottom of the staircase holding an open umbrella as a shield against...the momma raccoon, who is hissing and growling from the doggy-door at me because...her babies are trapped away from her in the kitchen where they are eyeballing both me and...Aaron in the livingroom, trying to catch a very frightened pet kitty.
In the end, Aaron catches the cat, gives him to me, and then goes around the kitchen ushering the trapped animals out towards their momma. I count 1, 2, 3, 4 cute little raccoons as they head out the door.
Back upstairs the dog is STILL sleeping on the bed....cute, but completely useless.
Animals, gotta love em