Every morning is the same routine. Wake up, open curtains, stumble outside to greet the squirrels who immediately mug me for walnuts, and otherwise tend to the Critter Café. This is important business as my critters depend on me to attend to their every need: food and fresh water. This morning, as I looked out the kitchen window while making my coffee, expecting to see the crows and ravens swoop in to feed on the peanuts, I got a wholly unexpected and wonderful surprise. An enormous raccoon was happily chowing down on the peanuts. A raccoon. Now, no doubt you're saying, what's so great about seeing a raccoon? Allow me to explain.
When we moved into our house with its now-too-huge yard, we loved that we were surrounded by squirrels, raccoons, opossums, skunks (well, skunks were welcome but the stench wasn't), and beautiful birds. Yes, we saw the occasional coyote too, but that wasn't too much of a problem. We even had a raccoon couple bring their kids into the backyard to stare at us while we enjoyed the outdoors seated on the lounge chairs, which the second we vacated, the raccoons would hop up on and make themselves at home. Opossum mums would show off their babies. It was a lovely time. Then something happened and the raccoons and opossums disappeared. Even the skunk population took a nosedive. Our yard was just as hospitable, our dogs as friendly, but the road bordering us became more congested with reckless drivers. That was over 15 years ago. So to see a furry bandit friend is exciting in the extreme.
The pictures were taken through the kitchen window, so they aren't the best, but you get the idea. Enjoy Raccoony. (Yup, corny as it is, it's his name). He's near the wheel.