Jul 24, 2006 02:41
So I was outside, sitting on the steps behind the apartment I am subletting for less than two months, when I heard some rustling. Being the people-fearing person that I am, I straightened up and attempted to see who was coming. It was a big puff-ball of a raccoon, who proceeded to cross behind the building next to mine, and walk right up to me. Now, I may have wanted to pet it, but society has trained be well in the danger of wild animals, and rabies, so instead, as it seemed to not be slowing much in velocity, as it neared my foot, I moved my other leg. The poor thing scrambled about two feet away and attempted to climb the smallest sapling around, but could only get about a foot off the ground. From there it balanced on the branched and cautiously moved out to look at me. That raccoon was a balancing fiend, I tell you, for these were more like twigs. Still, it moved a bit closer. I said hello, and apologized for scaring it. It slowly got down and returned from whence it came. Or so I thought. For a few minutes later I turned around at the sound of rustling and saw it had taken the neighbouring stairs up so it could come around behind me. And sniff a lot. Maybe raccoons are attracted to smoke. Then it went away.
*Scene*
raccoons