I woke up at about 4:30 this morning knowing I misused the word 'plagiarize' in my post last night. I considered getting up and changing it. Called myself a freak and went back to sleep.
Partner had a more exciting late night. He got up to use the bathroom and found a raccoon in the kitchen.
A F'ING RACCOON IN THE KITCHEN !
No more cat doors, and Miss Lilly's days of freedom are OVER. I knew letting her come and go was a bad idea. I'm just glad nothing happened. It was stupid of me to take the risk.
I'm off to buy a new cat box - dammit.
Thursday, January 24, 2008
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Yeah... we got miceies in through our dog door. Now we only leave it open during the day in the summer when we're around.
I have heard of that happening to so many people. I went out early one morning last week to take some stuff out to the trash, and there was a masked bandit peering at my from behind a tree. It startled the heck out of me, but it was SO CUTE! I wish i had not yelled at it, I wonder how long it would have stared back at me if I hadn't?
Glad at least that none of the animals found the intruder before you guys did.
I have the occasional racoon visiter on my back deck and he loves to eat out of the bird feeder. The little brat scares the hell out of me.
I've woken up in the middle of the night, thinking I should change a post. I've been known to delete at 2:30 AM.
I'm so glad you were lucky. I want to know how you got the raccoon out.
fiwa, that's what I thought we'd do. I know it's only a matter of 24 hours after Lilly understands she's locked in she's going to become one of those cats that bolts for the door as soon as it's opened.
Summer - I'd never leave you - But I'd love to hear how you would have descibed gay male sex to your co-worker - You can post it here in my comments - Do you take bribes ?
Cheryl, partner had the good sense to back up the stairs a few steps and let bandit go back out the cat door - smart man - I didn;t think they were that scared of humans but Partner say's he high tailed it out of there.
well, i have your raccoon's kid sister here.
...and i am so glad that i am not the only one who obsesses over words.
Hi, it's me, Bon. Cheryl directed me to you. She's friend, hairdresser and blogger buddy. She got me started. I too love Seattle. Once when my baby was a baby I brought a whole salmon back on the plane with me from that very market. When I got home at 2:00 a.m. I opened the cooler to put the fish in the freezer, only to find it had not yet been cut up.
Oh cool! A raccoon!! (Spot the Aussie.) When I travelled in Canada, a raccoon came and stole some Oreos from our plastic tub of camping food. I was amazed because it even closed the lid back down! I love the way they have that masked bandit looking marking over their eyes - it's so appropriate. I say, let the raccoon roam free. (Now I am shutting down my computer lest the things you throw at me through cyber space actually make contact!)
You should have heard the young one in the office describing it to the old one. OMG.
I wouldn't pretend to know the ins and outs of it. Ha. Well, I can imagine and picture it all, but I wasn't about to describe what little I know. She just wanted the basic idea and got it.
And yes, I can be bribed. Especially if there is pizza involved.
Where was Bear, hiding under the covers with you?
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