Our new pets!

Yes, you heard it right, we have pets - plural. We have 3 (at least) raccoons. The great thing about these pets is that I never have to remember to feed them. (Which is good since I'm terrible at remembering to do so on a regular basis...don't even ask about the chickens and pigs I tried to raise.) That means I don't have to buy food for them either and that's nice since I can't afford it. I also don't have to worry about making sure they have water, or taking them to the vet or anything like that. So far there are only 3 reasons I've found that these pets are obnoxious:

1) Sometimes they leave gifts of fecal matter just outside our front door. It's gross and I don't want to touch it so we just hop over it until it's dried enough that we can simply swipe it into the adjacent flower beds with a stick or something.

2) Occasionally these raccoons have territory disputes amongst themselves and the resultant screeching and hissing is loud enough to wake me from a dead sleep. Plus it's kind of disturbing to hear.

3) I'm a little bit afraid of my new pets clawing my eyes out or something should I stumble upon them in the dark. Like last night when I was leaving the detached garage (aka piano room, aka exercise room, aka guest room) to come back into the house after a bit of piano practicing...I opened the door to 6 sets of beady eyes boring into me intently. It was as if they were trying to decide if leaping onto me and clawing me to shreds would be worth ceasing their berry-eating fest for. (They climb into the tree behind our house and devour these little red inedible berry thingies every night.)