Or the morning...
Really! You never know what can happen the minute you step outside your front door. Especially if you're Katie and you're house/pet-sitting for your happy goat-herder parents!
We received this hilarious picture from her and a rather high-pitched garbled phone call once the danger was passed!
Yep...that's a raccoon in the feed bin! Someone (not mentioning any names...Leroy) didn't get the lid latched tight and the party was on...We've been there before with our Masked Raiders, but have never "caught" them in the feed bin!
Katie said she was just going about her business getting ready to feed when she raised the lid and found herself manicured-fingertip to whiskered-nose with this surprised coon.
She screamed...
He hissed...
And she dropped the lid on his head and ran for the hills. Well, ok, she just ran out of the feed room, hyperventilated a bit, and then pulled on her Big-Girl panties.
She grabbed a scrap piece of board (we questioned?) She said it was to hold in front of her in case the coon attacked (I feel better...NOT).
Concerned father said the rifle would have been his choice ( I feel nauseous).
Katie got indignant. And said she was just gonna "shoo" him out. ????? But it didn't work.
Because when she finally raised the lid to "shoo" him, this is what she saw:
Fuzzy, fat thing trying to burrow into the corner...I do believe he's been helping himself to the all-you-can-eat-buffet!
So, our sweet, animal-loving daughter decided to prop open the feed bin for him so he could get out when he was ready, cuz really, he probably was pretty traumatized and all...then she left for work.
And didn't even need her morning cappuccino :) Nothing like a little excitement in the morning to get your adrenaline pumping. But she doesn't recommend it for the faint of heart. She has been kind of jumpy all day....
May your day be filled with surprises of the most happy kind,
but preferably not the fuzzy, potentially rabid kind!
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