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June 3, 2018

Bored? Ha!

Finally I couldn’t take it anymore.  I opted to drive the caught raccoon over to a forest preserve less than 3 miles from our house.  This was more than the lawful football field, but not as far as I had initially planned to reroute him.

I woke Laddie up.  ‘Quick!  I need your help.  There is a raccoon on the deck in a cage.  I need you to help me get it in the car and drop it off at the forest.’  Lad was out with friends the night before, so he knew nothing of the cop and the cage.  It took a few minutes for it to register with him.  

Mini had arrived home at midnight the night before from her class trip to DC.  I was letting her sleep in.  I loaded the baby in the car, and put on Sesame Street for the 3 tots.  I knew we would be home in less than 10 minutes. unless we were attacked by our killer coon upon release.  
I took a video of Laddie
 getting the cage to the car. 
Look  how good I am
getting at taking screen shots.

The cage was awkward, and I was glad Lad was there to help me with it.  The coon tipped the cage in one direction and then the other as it lunged back and forth on the way to the back of the van.  In case you are wondering, my deck smelled like one of those awful zoo buildings.  In a matter of minutes the inside of my van smelled worse.  Lad was wearing gloves and carrying a tennis racket.  I wore my tall rubber boots.  I had no guarantee that this animal wouldn’t turn on his captors once his gate was open.  

Neither Lad nor I were sure of how to open the trap.  He set it in a clearing near the parking lot of the forest preserve.  I fiddled with a lever until I figured out which way the door folded in.  With very little effort the gate rose up a half inch and the coon started to push his nose out.  The instant the door was up a bit more that raccoon took off bounding into the forest.  

As we drove back to the house, I told Lad that I was just ravenous.  It was only 10 am but I had already eaten most of the gluten free food on my daily approved menu.  ‘You are just bored,’ he said to ME.

ME.

BORED?

Are you crazy?  I am far from bored.

I turned the great white onto our street.  Just before our deck came into sight, Lad turned to me and laughed.  ‘Watch, when we get home the raccoon will be sitting up on our deck.’

Ha.  Very funny.

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