"If providence did beards devise,
To prove the wearers of them wise,
A fulsome goat would then, by nature,
Excel each other human creature." - Thomas D'Urfey

Saturday, April 28, 2007

'Lost' - Season Finale (I hope)

Oy Vay. Will this never end? We have been graced, yet again. I believe this raccoon forgot to read that part of the description that says 'mostly nocturnal'. Mid-afternoon, and Mr. 'bright-eyes-and-bushy-tail' decides to take up residence in the Bitter Cherry tree just off the yard. Let's just say all the lights don't shine in his barn. But the pi├Ęce de resistance lay in the fact that this wasn't merely one discombobulated soul. No indeed. Though the goatfather only got one in the photo, there were, surprisingly, two of these spurious nomads of the night. It seems they also missed that part in the literature that read 'solitary'.

And when I say, 'took up residence', that is exactly what I mean. As in 'refused to move'! No amount of cajoling, banging of loud metallic surfaces, or even Peanuts (unbelievable though this may seem) could convince this pair they hadn't just checked into the Las Vegas Hilton. The goatfather pondered this dilemma in true philosophical style. (I graciously offered him the use of my stump, but he declined ).

The raccoons could not be allowed to remain where they were. First of all, it was daylight and there was just something disconcerting about this. Second, raccoons have been known, on occasion, to become quite fierce and no one, most especially we goats, considered this to be acceptable. So a brilliant idea came to the goatfather. Bravely he approached the tree, weapon in hand. One shot from the water hose set on 'jet stream' and Paris and Nicky were off for Maui. I certainly hope they don't get lost again. They could end up on the other side of the yard in the Goat Hilton. Oy vay.

1 comment:

The Sweet Pea said...

Dear Marigold,
boy do we have the coon
population here! They love
to drag the garbage can across the road when the
bears aren't.
Meco and Berkley, ( the canines ) do a pretty good job of keeping them away from our barn but they sure keep us up late with all that patrol duty stuff....like barking and barking and barking at those foolish coons. de donna has the garbage can all tied up with bungee cords and bailing twine. Sometimes she forgets to release the garbage can from bondage the morning the sanitation vehicle
( garbage truck ) arrives and the sanitation service technician ( garbage man ) wakes us up yelling and cursing!!! I think he carries a pocket knife with him now!!