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Raccoons revisited...or look who came to dinner!
I was on my way out to the blind last night, but some visitors beat me to it. So I stealthily climbed up on our hemlock stump (it's easier than you think--raccoons seem to have really bad eyesight) to get a view over the fence and started snapping away.
The big brown raccoon showed up, cautiously looking around for any sign of that pesky Hooman. Still hasn't learned to look up, though. I thought this one, big as it is, must be a male. However.... "Pssst....coast is clear! Come on out!" "Good grub here, kids! Help yerselfs!" I seem to have mistaken her gender. Hope she's not too mad at me! "Now, if you kids wanna get the really good stuff, you'll have to learn to climb!"
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The sight of Mom shinnying up the pole and leaving them behind
sent the kits packin' back into the thickets. Mom was unconcerned. "Yummmmmm! Time for nomming!!" "Oh, ya!! That hits the spot!" Meanwhile, back at the forest edge... "Lookit Ma!!! What is she doing up there?!"
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"Oops! I smellz hoomanz!" "Mom! What you doin' up there?! Are you comin' down?" "Shhhhhhh! Don't go out there! I smell hoomanz!!!" "I don't smell hoomanz. I smell FOOD!!!!!"
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"Do you really smell hoomanz?"
"I can really smell food!!" "Any of you other guys smell hoomanz?" "Nope! Just FOOD!" "And Mom is still up there! Must be okay to go out, don't you think?" "Okay, then! Follow me, guys!!
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Oh Wow! How many did you count?
That one of momma sittin' in the feeder smiling back (or growling) at you is cute.
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There were four kits in all.
This raccoon has some odd habits--a certain way of frenetic digging with its 'hands' and that goofy grin. She's also a bit of a bully when it comes to other coons. She ran off that other smaller mom back in mid-June that night I was out in the blind.
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