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Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Superfluous Raccoons!
I love raccoons! I have several toy ones scattered around my house, and Bosco has one too. I think I like that they are smart and clean and steal stuff.
I didn't write a new poem since Monday. So sue me! Here are superfluous raccoons instead!
You've obviously never had a thirty pound Oklahoma raccoon hiss at you and grab a bag of marshmallows out of your hand. The cuteness vanishes when the fangs come out...well, unless you like fangs.
One of my favorite books when I was growing up was "Rascal." I dreamed of having a pet raccoon. (In part of the book, Rascal gets a sugar cube and of course, he washes it before he eats it but of course, the sugar cube disappeared. I think he did it several times, each time puzzled about what happened.)
Herman Turnip reminded me of a family trip we took when I was a kid. We stopped at a reststop for lunch. When we threw our trash away, we saw a mother opossum lying on top of the trash (way down in the can) with her babies. I could not understand it: my father would not let us take one of them home as a pet. (They were so cute and pink.)
"I think I like that they are smart and clean and steal stuff." :)
I was looking out out kitchen window one morning, when a creature went by looking a bit furtive. I thought, "That cat has such a huge tail." But it was a raccoon! Someone at the condos put out a humane cage trap to catch it, but it was way too smart to go in. They only they only kept catching my neighbor's cat Twiggy.
it's an improvement!
ReplyDeleteSweet little things... :-) :-) :-)
ReplyDeletethe poem you wrote Monday will carry me through for a bit. {smile} cute raccoons!
ReplyDelete"I think I like that they are smart and clean and steal stuff."
ReplyDeleteTHAT is poetic!
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I would rather catch rabies from a raccoon than an opossum any day of the week. But that's just me...
ReplyDeleteit is worth the coons...i am rather fond of them too...my youngest sleeps with a stuffed animal raccoon...
ReplyDeletei know a spell to get rid of that no poem thing...
You've obviously never had a thirty pound Oklahoma raccoon hiss at you and grab a bag of marshmallows out of your hand. The cuteness vanishes when the fangs come out...well, unless you like fangs.
ReplyDeleteOne of my favorite books when I was growing up was "Rascal." I dreamed of having a pet raccoon. (In part of the book, Rascal gets a sugar cube and of course, he washes it before he eats it but of course, the sugar cube disappeared. I think he did it several times, each time puzzled about what happened.)
ReplyDeleteHerman Turnip reminded me of a family trip we took when I was a kid. We stopped at a reststop for lunch. When we threw our trash away, we saw a mother opossum lying on top of the trash (way down in the can) with her babies. I could not understand it: my father would not let us take one of them home as a pet. (They were so cute and pink.)
Once had a pet raccoon... his best friend was our dog and together
ReplyDeletethey could get into the most mischief....
But my favorite coon was a
Davy Crockett coon skin cap that
I got for my 6th birthday.
Superbly superfluous. Their hands amaze me.
ReplyDelete"I think I like that they are smart and clean and steal stuff." :)
ReplyDeleteI was looking out out kitchen window one morning, when a creature went by looking a bit furtive. I thought, "That cat has such a huge tail." But it was a raccoon! Someone at the condos put out a humane cage trap to catch it, but it was way too smart to go in. They only they only kept catching my neighbor's cat Twiggy.
Do you know Hilary of SmittenImage? Her Frank's sister helps rescue animals and they rescued and cared for two baby raccoons last summer ..
ReplyDeleteWe have lots of raccoons up here - they are so darned cute. I saw a stuffed raccoon yesterday at the pet store that had your name on it!!!!!
ReplyDeleteAwww!
ReplyDeleteTheir lil' handprints are so adorable!
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