I said Coonie, not Clooney! You people and your love of George just puzzle me. He does absolutely nothing for me, doesn't even give me a tiny twinge anywhere. You know what did though? Nikki Crumpet's spandex picture here. Definitely a twinge from that. A couple of funky twitches too.
So, back to my coonie love. Several of you liked my Rocky Raccoon post called Backyard Critters and have since asked to hear more about Rocky and if he's still been visiting me.
He sure has! Not every night how I'd like, but just when I'm least expecting him, there he is! He's so darn quiet I rarely hear him before he's right next to me, twitching his little black nose in hopes of scoring some food.
One such night I was totally prepared with my leftovers from dinner. First, I have to tell you why I had so much left over. Ever buy those Gorton's crunchy fish fillets? Well, I love them, and that's what I made this particular night. Got them all nice and crispy on the outside, made my own tartar sauce, and sat down to dive in. Well, all I can say is, "Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwww". I think I may have exclaimed, "What the fuck is that?" when I put my fork through the first piece.
This is what my "fish" looked like.
Looks more like something that shoots out of your nose when you've got a bad cold, don't you think?
Just in case that shot wasn't close up enough for ya, here's another.
I know it's hard to believe, but I actually didn't grab my camera thinking, "Blog picture!" Nope, these were taken for the sole purpose of complaining to Gorton's. I was totally bummed when they had an online form and nowhere to upload a picture, so they never did get to see my fish goo.
But back to Rocky. He must have smelled that nasty fish, 'cause here he comes!
Time to sniff the offerings.
Poor bean. Even Rocky wouldn't touch the fish. He put one piece in his mouth and gently deposited it on the ground.
It amazes me that he will let me take picture after picture of him, with the flash exploding in his eyes, but he never flinches. Doesn't seem to mind at all really. As per Donna's request, I even took some video. The plate of brown crud you'll see on the left is beef-flavored cat food that all three cats turned their nose up to. So did Rocky, but later that night one of the strays around here had no such qualms.
I think you may be able to hear me talking to him in this clip.
Tell me he's not cute!
The coolest thing happened two nights ago. I heard him behind the fish tank (those are the huge crates you see behind him. Took them out of storage and need to get them sold) and called him over to me. Would you believe he came right up to me and bumped his little nose into my slipper? Then he ran away. I was so sad, because I wanted to take more pictures of him! It was a very cool experience to have him actually touch me, especially because I didn't have food out for him. I guess that's why he nose-bumped me then left.
I'll be sure to keep you all updated on any more critter encounters here in my backyard, and beyond. But let me ask you this: What is your favorite wild animal? What is your favorite domestic animal?