Coon Alert!

I let Tex out for his morning constitutional 😉 and heard him barking.  He was circling the big walnut tree and standing with his front feet as high as he could reach, barking an alert.  I thought he had seen one of the many, tiny squirrels that share the tree.  Much to my surprise I see a raccoon.  You don’t usually see raccoons in the daylight.  They are nocturnal and run for cover.  This one was perched in the crook of the tree for all the world to see.

Raccoon in Walnut Tree

I have been told that raccoons seen in the daylight hours are usually sick.  I watched this one for awhile, and sadly, he clearly was not well.  😦

When we lived in Texas, we could just call animal control to come and take care of him.  In the midwest countryside, we ARE animal control.  Life is different here, but in a good way.  Neighbors seem to watch out for neighbors more.  People seem to better understand the cycle of life, protecting the land, and understanding the delicate balance of nature.  Maybe because it is farming country…

To everything there is a season,
A time for every purpose under heaven:

A time to be born,
    And a time to die;
A time to plant,
    And a time to pluck what is planted;
A time to kill,
    And a time to heal;
A time to break down,
    And a time to build up;
A time to weep,
    And a time to laugh;
A time to mourn,
    And a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones,
    And a time to gather stones;
A time to embrace,
    And a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to gain,
    And a time to lose;
A time to keep,
    And a time to throw away;
A time to tear,
    And a time to sew;
A time to keep silence,
    And a time to speak;
A time to love,
    And a time to hate;
A time of war,
    And a time of peace.

— Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 (NKJV)

Thankfully, my son by marriage came to help.  To everything there is a season…

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