Eek!
Okay, a raccoon just scared the crap out of me! Heard a bunch of rustling right outside the window. Next to the garage, where we keep our garbage cans. Thank goodness they are still empty. Otherwise, Mr. Raccoon would have had a feast at my expense, that I would have had to clean up tomorrow. Anyway, I heard the noise, went to the front door, felt like I was in every horror movie where you yell at the dumb chick who's home alone for investigating a strange noise, and I took a hair stick with me for defense. What was I going to do? Style it to death?
...okay, so I gripped it like a stake. Make no mistake about my way over-active imagination.
In any case, the raccoon skedaddled. Missy is asleep in her pen, and Tessa did not run outside to fight the raccoon when I had the front door open. Thank goodness.
I just hope Tessa forgives me sometime soon for bringing a dog into her domain. But I have a feeling she is going to hate me for quite awhile.
...okay, so I gripped it like a stake. Make no mistake about my way over-active imagination.
In any case, the raccoon skedaddled. Missy is asleep in her pen, and Tessa did not run outside to fight the raccoon when I had the front door open. Thank goodness.
I just hope Tessa forgives me sometime soon for bringing a dog into her domain. But I have a feeling she is going to hate me for quite awhile.