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severina2001.
Mr Snick would kill me for not chasing these little suckers off, but there are BABY RACCOONS wrestling under a chair on my balcony. And Sev has an unhealthy obsession with them.
(sorry for the quality, I had to take it through glass. with no flash. at twilight. up hill both ways in the snow, yadda.)
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disclaimer: they still should not live in your chimney, got it
SO CUTE. THANK YOU. :)
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But they can wrestle on my balcony. ...for a bit.
My house was built in 1924. I GUARANTEE you it was here before they were.
*Clearly* I love you too. WTF It's like I don't even know me anymore.
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Hee. Justin Icon.
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I know how you feel. They're so cute when they're small, but when they get big they're terribly destructive. There's a big fat one around here that keeps making off with the outside cats' food dish.
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Yeah. I mean they're cute the whole time. They just. Aren't meant to share space with humans. Or maybe they are...they're kind of distressingly well-designed for it.
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Every night in the summer, the mother would scoot down the corner of the house and go out and do her thing, and one year, she had babies. Two were pretty good climbers, but the third one was a little chubby guy and he would consistently get halfway to the roof, then fall on his ass. Into my window box, no less.
After he squashed several clumps of petunias, I gave up and planted parsley. At least Mr. Chub had something to snack on while his mother bitched him out from the roof and his sisters laughed at him. :D
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(omg u and T jr are even more adorable than this story)
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Awwww ... kid was, I think, seven in that pic, and he's twelve now, but I don't look that different. Thanks bb!
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