A Frolly of Kits

A great joy for us is our yearly rendition of Raccoon kits.

This year has been no exception.

They run, they scamper, after a bit they recognize this Two-Legger has food and they run and scamper over my feet (be sure to wear thick sneakers or shoes. they’re apt to nibble randomly until they figure out what tastes good and what doesn’t.
I don’t).

Raccoon mothers quickly teach their offspring the joys of the baskets/trays we’ve placed on the trees.

It is a delight.


Waiting for a Table at Chez Carrabis

As noted in previous posts, we’ve made some improvements at Chez Carrabis.

And as also noted in previous posts, not everyone is happy about it.

Further and despite our best efforts…

Well, I suppose this is a different issue.

Willing to wait for a table indicates the food is good, the service is reasonable, the prices are worthy, …

Yeah, okay. We pass the grade.


Two Story Dining at Chez Carrabis

As noted in previous posts, we’ve made some improvements at Chez Carrabis.

We keep quiet about it.

We didn’t get zoning permission and didn’t file any paperwork.

Not that Two-Legs would be interested.

It wasn’t for them.

And in the end, Two-Legs is really only concerned about Two-Legs. Whatever they do, they really do for themselves.

(us included)


Sid Just Hanging Out

Nothing quite like a relaxing raccoon.

My better spirits kept me from suggesting a lazy raccoon.

Some in The Wild move slower than others, some faster than others, and all move to the music Nature plays for them, to the ways and on the paths The Old Ones set down before Two-Legs gained our name.

And still…it’s nice to relax on a warm June day, don’t you think?


You Take the Low Road and I’ll Take the High Road

Having created a way of keeping both Raccoons and Coyote happy, we still have a few raccoon not quite appreciating our handiwork.

This video was taken shortly after we invoked our solution and, as you can see, some refuse to benefit from our…generosity? beneficence? skewed Two-Legger attempts at…whatever we were attempting.

And it’s nice to know some get the message.

Future posts reveal more than one gets the message.

Must be a telegraph of The Wild