Sweetie Pie Turner here. My mom is MomGoth’s Mom. Since MomGoth’s kitties are all playing at the Rainbow Bridge, and since MomGoth feeds me in the morning, I’ve adopted her.
The other morning, after she had given Mom her morning medicine and had taken care of some business for my mom, she looked out the doors and saw this.
So MomGoth sat down on a chair not two feet away from the “cheeky devil,” as she called him, and snapped away.
He was eating the bird food, sifting through it to find the sunflower seeds. Mom came in and saw him, too. She laughed, but the birds and squirrels weren’t laughing! If Mom and MomGoth could understand animal talk, they would have blushed! I blushed, but you couldn’t see it through my fur.
When he was done, the “cheeky devil” strolled away. Waddled away, I should say!
Charles, MomGoth’s human pet, says he thinks this is who’s been eating the scraps they throw out to the turtle, and I wouldn’t be a bit surprised. This is probably the raccoon Charles saw sitting on their deck, eating their blueberries.
MomGoth says the internet calls raccoons “trash pandas,” but I think “squirrel starvers” is more like it!
The next day, the squirrels showed up earlier and ate faster!
A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: Have you ever seen or tangled with a raccoon?