[Sca-cooks] No Sh*t, there THEY were in MY kitchen

[Olwen the Odd]

My roommate brought home a trio of baby racoons that survived a fire that
killed their mom.  They didn't even have their eyes open.  The runt only
lasted two days.  But when Sadie and Ralphy opened their eyes and saw me,
well, I was mom.  They loved my kitchen, my bathroom was a treat and well,
their favorite place seemed to be my backpack.  I had to make formula for
them and teach them everything they would need to know to survive in the
wild.  So climbing and foraging were part of the education.  I lived in D.C.
at the time so would go down to Rock Creek Park and give them foraging
"lessons".  Your right Sieggy, they certainly do talk!  One of the play toys
they liked the best were ice cubes.  I would put one in a small bowl and
they would play and play and when it disappeared they would run over to me
an climb to my shoulder and "tell" me all about it!  I had wooden shakes on
one wall of my kitchen at that apartment and they were very busy checking
each shake several times a day looking for insects.  When they were about 4
months old I found a refuge for them in VA.  What fun!
Olwen

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