For those of you that know our family and especially Dane, he has kind of a way with animals. That's what made him such a great rancher for so many years. And while ranching he was always bringing home wonderful new and exotic "pets" We've had an owl that many mistook as the notorious "spotted" variety, a crow that we raised, bummer lambs, calves, horses, turtles, etc. Well, the Good Lord decided that maybe we need a raccoon around the place to make things exciting. We think it was probably living across the street and then working it's way up the creek. We have no more crawfish in the creek where we used to have dozens. We pretty much live and let live (except the bunnies that come from next door - way different story), but when this little critter decided to get into our chicken coop and raid the dog/cat food canisters that we have stored in them, it was war for Dane. He's been stalking this critter for a while, and he bagged him this morning. The funny thing was, that when he came back in the house first thing this morning, Dane was all out of breath and excited. Apparently, this little critter gave him a run for his money. Dane's exact words were "I forgot how onrey raccoons are" and then a little later "they roar like a lion" It was pretty funny. Well, he (Rocky the raccon) is off to the woods along the river. He was rather ungrateful for the transplant, but Dane said he was doing just fine.
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