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YAYYY RACOONS!
So yea, I had just cut up a bagel to feed to our ducks (there are ducks living in our stream, so my mom tells me, and she forbade me to scatter my bagel near the songbird feeder and wanted to hog it all to the ducks down by the creek). I, of course, wanted to give the songbirds some too, so I walked over toward the feeder, beside the corral where my goat and sheep used to live, and all thh sudden, I see this racoon! The thing was sooo fucking cute, and timid looking, and I like FROZE (I was about 10 feet from him). I know it's not normal for racoons to be out during the day (RABIES EEP!), but he looked healthy, and wasn't like tottering and looked pretty young (as in baby-ish) so I assumed maybe he was an orphan.
(This was all going through my head in the split second I first saw him and froze like I said, 10 feet away.)
And so I started backing away, b/c racoons can be vicious, and I'm not a moron, and so I back up... AND SEE MY CAT IS COMING UP FROM BEHIND IT! AHHH!
And I know racoons kill cats in fights all the time, so I look around, desperate for something to throw at the racoon (not to hit it, but SCARE it, like make the object land near it and spook it off), b/c at that point, the racoon had spun around and arched it's back and it's hair was bristling (my cat's a dope, she was like... "MAMA?!" and giving it google eyes...).
So I'm like "SHIT, NOOOO!", in my head, and I'm looking around and see this cowbell attached to the bird feeder and I'm like, "NOOO!", and grab it and throw it near the racoon, and it was like "EEP!" and my cat was like "EEP!" and I was like "ZOE!", and the racoon was like "EEP!" and ran off.
So, today's big story was that I threw a cowbell at a racoon. The end.
So yea, I had just cut up a bagel to feed to our ducks (there are ducks living in our stream, so my mom tells me, and she forbade me to scatter my bagel near the songbird feeder and wanted to hog it all to the ducks down by the creek). I, of course, wanted to give the songbirds some too, so I walked over toward the feeder, beside the corral where my goat and sheep used to live, and all thh sudden, I see this racoon! The thing was sooo fucking cute, and timid looking, and I like FROZE (I was about 10 feet from him). I know it's not normal for racoons to be out during the day (RABIES EEP!), but he looked healthy, and wasn't like tottering and looked pretty young (as in baby-ish) so I assumed maybe he was an orphan.
(This was all going through my head in the split second I first saw him and froze like I said, 10 feet away.)
And so I started backing away, b/c racoons can be vicious, and I'm not a moron, and so I back up... AND SEE MY CAT IS COMING UP FROM BEHIND IT! AHHH!
And I know racoons kill cats in fights all the time, so I look around, desperate for something to throw at the racoon (not to hit it, but SCARE it, like make the object land near it and spook it off), b/c at that point, the racoon had spun around and arched it's back and it's hair was bristling (my cat's a dope, she was like... "MAMA?!" and giving it google eyes...).
So I'm like "SHIT, NOOOO!", in my head, and I'm looking around and see this cowbell attached to the bird feeder and I'm like, "NOOO!", and grab it and throw it near the racoon, and it was like "EEP!" and my cat was like "EEP!" and I was like "ZOE!", and the racoon was like "EEP!" and ran off.
So, today's big story was that I threw a cowbell at a racoon. The end.