Kat -

Love your story about the racoon family. Of course they'd figure out how to get in, and their busy little hands can get into anything.

We used to have one as a pet on our farm, that our dog brought home. He amused himself by wrestling with the cats, chasing grapes across the floor, and he LOVED fried chicken. I remember my father getting tired of our pet begging for food at the supper table; he grabbed him by the scruff of the neck to throw him outside and the racoon reached out with one paw for a chair and the other paw for a drumstick! When my parents had overnight guests, my brother and I would sneak "Coonie" into their bedroom and eagerly await the screams. Racoons also enjoy singing, a lovely purring yodel.

Cheerily,
Charley Noble