Good Morning y'all!
I have a story to share!
Lorie vs. the Big Raccoon
Last night around 11:30 after Erik had his last feeding as I was drifting off to sleep, I heard a ruckus in the backyard. *please note, I was alone because DH was doing inventory at work and got home late* So I looked out of the window and saw a big raccoon scurry across the backyard.
My first thought was to go defend my beloved turtle, Tortimer, because turtles are raccoon snacks. So downstairs and outside I went, in the dark, in my nightgown, with no contacts (and therefore I could barely see), holding a broom in my hand. As soon as I entered the backyard, I saw the evil raccoon jump out of my pond (oh no, my goldfish!

) and scurry to the corner of the yard, which has dense foliage.
I went first to check on the turtle, who was all tucked in his shell and terrified, so he'd been obviously disturbed. So I thought, "yeah, this raccoon is GOING DOWN!!". I went the corner of the yard and started blindly whacking the foliage with the broom. And out sprung the GIANT raccoon at me, up close and in person. He was absolutely huge- he resembled a large hairy fat dog. I screamed, threw the broom, and ran to the backdoor. The raccoon ran under my house. I thought "oh, uh, uh, he's not living under my house", grabbed the hose and started spraying the raccoon under the house.
So then I thought "It is late, I am in my backyard in my nightgown, I can't see anything, and I am trying to spray a raccoon under my house with a waterhose..."
So I went inside and hoped that the raccoon made a hasty retreat. And I would be sure to give DH an earful in the morning.
I hope all of you had an uneventful night...