A raccoon in my backyard and Grandma Sturm on my couch

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Yeah, we saw a raccoon in the backyard last night. Thank goodness we saw it before Maggie (the dog) did. In my almost 40 year history of living in this house I don't think a raccoon has ever been spotted in our backyard. We've had tons of rabbits, squirrels, voles, opossums, a few groundhogs... and even a big white wolf looking dog that used to hop the four foot fence once in awhile. But raccoons are new. Eddie talked to Dad on the phone today. We forgot to tell him about it, I'll have to remember to tell him. Anyway, interesting (to me). *g*

This morning I woke from a really weird dream. All kinds of (seemingly unrelated) things happened (police cars, ambulances, airplanes). And then I ended up sitting in our livingroom with my Mom and my Grandma Sturm (my Dad's Step-Mother). Grandma said that she was back and was looking for a place to stay. Neither Mom nor I jumped to offer our space. I told her the truth: that Mom stored a lot of her stuff in the guestroom and LIKED being able to have it in there. Also, we really liked having the guestroom for actual guests. I told her we'd have to think about it, we'd have to talk about it. We'd get back to her. And then I woke up. My Grandma died back on Sept. 13th. I woke up confused... and feeling slightly guilty. *g*