Wednesday, May 28, 2008
We called an exterminator last week to take care of a large raccoon which had taken up residence in our walls- you can read that chapter of the saga here. As it turns out, IT was a SHE, and she was a mommy. We now have three or four baby raccoons hanging around our house. They're barely old enough to climb, and while I've lost track of one or two of them, there are a couple bundled together on a tree limb beside the house. The poor things can't figure out where to go, and last night the temperature dropped. I feel like such a jerk. *sigh*.
"Home is ever so far away in the palm of your hand, and how to get there it is of no use to tell you. But you will get there; you must get there; you have to get there. Everybody who is not at home, has to go home."