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Wikapedia defines them: A raccoon (or racoon) is any one of three species of nocturnal mammals which constitute the genus Procyon of the Procyonidae family. The most widespread species, the Common Raccoon (P. lotor), is often known simply as the raccoon.
Oh and we got ‘em! Bold as can be, trundling along in the early morning or evening hours, expertly opening the spinning trapdoor mechanism on my neighbor’s compost, digging holes in my nice grass, deftly un-hooking the bungee cord from the garbage can lids and knocking them over for a real feast.
At first we thought we only had a large bachelor ‘coon seen frequently in the evenings throughout the neighbourhood, causing all this mess, but this morning I saw the other half of the crew. And what a sight they were!
As I came down for coffee in the early morning light, the G-man called me to the patio door for a real sight. There was Mum with, count them, five babies in tow, all clucking and chirping and purring that funny purr that they make. They were scattered over the neighbor’s yard, in the tree fort, up the Linden tree, under the cedar hedge, Mum doing her best to ensure that no one got left behind during the foraging.
As much as a menace as I know they can be in the city, the family was hilarious in their antics, babies getting stuck up the tree fort, skittering down the trees, bumping into each other, one always lagging behind and crying for the others to wait. Just like humans!
And DD1 has a new story of arriving at her home in the wee dawn post party hours, to find a large crew of ‘coons sprawled over her neighbor’s patio set, sitting in the chairs, lounging on the table like one of those old fashioned hunting dog paintings by C. M Coolidge (here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dogs_Playing_Poker ), looking at her as if to say “Hey – how’s it going? Great Morning eh? Com’on over - want some breakfast?” Very funny indeed!
In knitting news, well into Afghans for Afghans square number 6 – all other knitting activity is taking a back seat as I ramp up in to this time sensitive project.!
Knit on………
kate
Oh and we got ‘em! Bold as can be, trundling along in the early morning or evening hours, expertly opening the spinning trapdoor mechanism on my neighbor’s compost, digging holes in my nice grass, deftly un-hooking the bungee cord from the garbage can lids and knocking them over for a real feast.
At first we thought we only had a large bachelor ‘coon seen frequently in the evenings throughout the neighbourhood, causing all this mess, but this morning I saw the other half of the crew. And what a sight they were!
As I came down for coffee in the early morning light, the G-man called me to the patio door for a real sight. There was Mum with, count them, five babies in tow, all clucking and chirping and purring that funny purr that they make. They were scattered over the neighbor’s yard, in the tree fort, up the Linden tree, under the cedar hedge, Mum doing her best to ensure that no one got left behind during the foraging.
As much as a menace as I know they can be in the city, the family was hilarious in their antics, babies getting stuck up the tree fort, skittering down the trees, bumping into each other, one always lagging behind and crying for the others to wait. Just like humans!And DD1 has a new story of arriving at her home in the wee dawn post party hours, to find a large crew of ‘coons sprawled over her neighbor’s patio set, sitting in the chairs, lounging on the table like one of those old fashioned hunting dog paintings by C. M Coolidge (here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dogs_Playing_Poker ), looking at her as if to say “Hey – how’s it going? Great Morning eh? Com’on over - want some breakfast?” Very funny indeed!
In knitting news, well into Afghans for Afghans square number 6 – all other knitting activity is taking a back seat as I ramp up in to this time sensitive project.!
Knit on………
kate
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