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Tuesday February 12th 2008, 11:20 am
Filed under: Family,Life

bump on a logLinda W’s comment about her possums with the bubble-wrap butt bows had me spontaneously bursting out giggling the whole rest of the day. Oh my goodness. I can just see it.

A note first about this picture: I never let my kids hit each other growing up, and no she didn’t; twelve years ago, my kids were play-acting whack-a-mole together on that redwood log. That thing was big enough for a tall 11-year-old boy to stand up in, and as soon as I lifted the camera, his sister gave us a variation on the classic give-your-brother-bunny-ears shot. Ergo the caption.

Now, then.  In those same woods as that picture. On the subject of raccoons…

There’s a state park in the Santa Cruz mountains not far from here, Big Basin, with one of the last local old-growth redwood forests in the area. If you make the mistake of taking the shorter route there, you get there via a long, hilly, insanely twisty lane-and-a-half-wide road, not for the faint of heart nor stomach. (I thought loudly at my husband but did not say, Barf bags in the car are from YOUR side of the family. Dear.)

We noted the “Do not feed the wildlife” signs wryly as we checked in and picked a campsite; good luck with that one. We were unloading the minivan and starting to set things up. A couple of us were putting the food over on the picnic table while others fussed with the tent when a raccoon, bold as you could ask for, came out of the woods and jumped into the back of the van and got shooed away by an indignant child. Another ‘coon snatched the bag of potato chips that had just been put down at the other end of the table from me, as I spluttered, “But I was standing right here!” while it took off with it. I was suddenly glad I’d bought the type I had.

Jalapeno flavored.

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Wow, i wonder if it went in search of milk after sampling those!
I’m with you on the Bubble wrap butt bows, they sparked many a giggle yesterday :-}

Comment by Diana Troldahl 02.12.08 @ 1:15 pm

You’re so bad! VBG!

Comment by Barbara-Kay 02.12.08 @ 3:49 pm

I had a coon try to come in my house one night. They are cheeky little buggers, that’s for sure. Three of them came up on the back porch, and when I opened the door to shoo them away, one of them came at me to come inside. I slammed the door and went to get the broom. They ran when I came out with that, thank goodness.

Possums are worse, I think. They won’t run for anything, and they’d live in the trash can if they could. Wait, no, woodchucks are worse. They’ll tunnel under a house if they feel like it.

Soooo not surprised by those racoons. Those things have no fear.

Comment by Carina 02.12.08 @ 6:00 pm

ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!

Comment by Amanda 02.12.08 @ 8:30 pm

When my brother was in high school, a bully kept stealing his lunch out of his locker. So one day he made a tabasco laced sandwich…. The bully had the audacity to confront my brother about it, but quit stealing his food.

Doubt the same strategy will work on ‘coons, but one can hope! 😉

Comment by LizzieK8 02.13.08 @ 5:42 am

I bet the coons didnt steal your potato chips again anytime soon 🙂

Comment by Danielle from SW MO 02.13.08 @ 7:19 am

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