that aint enough, no, you want me to run.
i wanted to tell everyone about my first urban wildlife experience. like some animals (bats, opossum) the raccoon weighed on me negatively. it was probably after i had killed my second bat when i started to love them-but damn they are so scary ugly. opossum are the only animals other than humans that have opposable thumbs-although playing dead isnt too smart on the road but how would they know. now the raccoon. i admit i have killed raccoons in my life as well. these masked creatures that get into your garbage and steal your pets food can be bastards.
well yesterday i rode to laisla to meet some friends and for a plate of rice and beans. when i returned home, bike lights on, a mother raccoon and her kid were in the front yard of my house. the mother ran to the storm sewer and the little one made it half way and climbed the telephone pole. i got to watch them for sometime-the mother so worried and the young one not knowing what to do.
it wasnt long before the mother decided i wasnt a too much a threat to call her baby down the pole and they both went back to the storm sewer together.
im sure nobody reading this will have a great image of these raccoons, and probably the story sucks, but it was a great memory for me. right down the line with the fox, the owl, the bear, and the killdear. i bet those two are outside right now in the front yard...hmm. sneaky bastards.
well, thats my story of my raccoons in sharon. next time, instead of shooting ill just sweep em off with a broom. :|

