Pioneer Woman at Heart
One Flourishing, Frugal and Fun Family!
One family learning to live off the land, cut back on expenses, and to live a simpler and a more self-sufficient lifestyle.
"Eat it up,
Wear it out,
Make it do,
Or go without."
~A Pioneer Sampler, by Barbara Greenwood~
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
I was on the south side porch, drinking from my water bottle and taking a look downward at a smaller flower bed. I had already done some front yard weeding and planting, and even planted vegetables in the vegetable garden. I had been wondering where to start next (thinking to myself and not making any noise). The small flower bed was pretty haggard looking. So, I stood and contemplated.
To my left the bathroom juts out from the house, and out of the corner of my eye, I could see black fluff moving across the grass towards me. It was within 8-10 feet of me.
I screwed my water cap back on, and was about to pet Aurora, when I stepped in that direction, and screamed. It had walked directly toward me, and stopped at about 8 feet (or less) from me.
That black fluff was not Aurora our barn cat, but a very large raccoon, who by now was looking straight at me. Of course, I screamed. I never once have had a raccoon visit me in during the day time.
Shaking like a crazed lunatic, I ran inside and yelled for my kids who were home. My son ran out and it had already disappeared.
And to think I was about to get down on my knees and weed within a few feet of that thing!
It may be hunkering down in a hole under the house. Hubby probably laughed his rear off, while listening to the voice mail I left him.
I'm thinkin' we need to buy a trap. Good thing my chickens were not out. A sick raccoon is a dangerous raccoon. Why else would it be out roaming during day light? It was noon when it showed it's ugly face to me.
Not cool. Not cool.
I asked Hubby, "how am I supposed to plant today?"
"Take a ball bat with you."