Moxie for Life

I had just arrived home from a pedicure with a friend. My toes a lovely plum shade and thoroughly de-caloused and filed to pristine gorgeousness. I walked up the path to my house and spied what at first I thought was a big gray cat. I then noticed the shape and realized it was a raccoon. It promptly turned and scurried to the back where my husbands car was parked and stopped, turned and looked back at me. I went in the house and called the kids quietly, “You want to see a raccoon?” My motherly ‘we must appreciate nature when it presents itself’ character coming out. So they jumped up and ran to the door.

As I turned and ever so gently opened the door and stepped out. It happened. The dang thing came running straight for me. I pushed the kids back in the door, slammed it and screamed. Hubby came in and peeked out the peephole. That crazy rat animal was sitting on our porch waiting to see who the dumbo would be to try to look at him again.

We finally saw it run off into the bushes. Our kitty sat at the door and kept watch after that for quite awhile. She didn’t seem too agitated so I’m wondering if they are buddies and this was a plan just to freak me out. I’m thinking she’s bitter from all the tuna I eat without sharing. You just never know.

NOT ACTUAL RACCOON!!!

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