RACOON

THIS IS A CONTAINER THAT I KEEP MY DOG FOOD IN, IN OUR GARAGE. WEDNESDAY MORNING I FIND IT TIPPED OVER, BUT NOT CHEWED UP,NOT THINKING A WHOLE LOT ABOUT IT. FRANKVILLE ONLY HAS HUNDREDS OF STRAY ANIMALS RUNNING AROUND. THURSDAY MORNING I FIND IT TIPPED OVER AGAIN AND FIND THIS:


HE SHOULD NOT HAVE LEFT TRACKS

SO OF COURSE WHEN THERE IS TROUBLE AT HOME,IT NEVER FAILS THE HUSBAND CALLS AND SAYS HE WILL NOT BE HOME UNTIL LATE FRIDAY. SO WHATS A SISTER TO DO, BUT CALL A BROTHER, LOREN HAS A COON TRAP


HE SETS THE TRAP, USES DOG FOOD OF COURSE FOR BAIT, THATS SEEMS TO BE WHAT HE IS AFTER. I MOVE THE DOG FOOD CONTAINER INSIDE OUR OLD EXPLORER SITTING BY THE GARAGE. AND WE WAIT UNTIL THIS MORNING. I LISTEN TO THE DOGS GROWL ALL NIGHT AND I'M THINKING OH GOOD THEY CAN HEAR THE COON TRAPPED IN THE CAGE. PLAN IS LOREN IS DONE WITH WORK THIS MORNING AT 8:00 AM, HE WILL BE OUT TO PICK UP THE COON AND HAUL IT AWAY TO SOME GUY THAT IS TRYING TO TRAIN SOME COON DOGS, GOOD PLAN.
I GO OUT THIS MORNING, DOOR IS DOWN ON THE TRAP AND NO %#$%#^ COON. I CALLED LOREN SAID THE DOOR IS DOWN, BUT NO COON. OF COURSE TYPICAL MAN, SAYS YOU DIDN'T LOOK, IF THE DOOR IS DOWN HE HAS TO BE IN THERE LOOK AGAIN. LOOKED AGAIN, ALITTLE CLOSER THIS TIME AND I SEE IT
THE BASTARD CHEWED THE BOARDS UP AND GOT OUT
LOREN COMES OUT, SAYS A FEW UNPRINTABLE WORDS, GOING TO TAKE IT HOME, FIX IT AND WILL BE BACK THIS AFTERNOON, FOR ANOTHER TRY AT THE COON.
THANK GOD DOUGLAS WILL BE HOME TOMORROW MORNING TO CHECK THE TRAP.
THATS MY STORY FOR TODAY

TOODLES
TERESA