Another beautiful Sunday morning. There are pink and yellow tulips outside my corner window. It's in this spot I can see the neighbor's cat, who is very pregnant, walk slowly through our yard.
I'm not sure, but it seems she is interested in the crawl space under our spa room floor. Maybe she wants to birth her babies there? I'll be surprised if she does; I believe it already has tenants - raccoons. We don't know for sure if there are raccoons under there, but I certainly heard a ferocious animal quarrel coming from under the floor boards a few months ago, and since we occasionally spy raccoons in our yard, I think that's who is sleeping under our house.
This is very gross, but there is another reason for us to think "raccoons". Up on the roof, outside Patrick's bedroom window, we occasionally find a rather large animal dropping. You can't really call it a "dropping" because it definitely is more than a mere drop. Enough description. It must be from an animal of some size. Please don't tell me it's a human up there. Raccoons I can take; peeping Toms who like to go potty on my roof - not so much.
You always make me laugh, Meridee! Thanks! (And I hope it's a four-footed "tom", not a two-footed one!).
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