cats & coons …

May 4, 2008

So … it turns out my recent move has introduced into my life a myriad of housemates & neighbors.  Some of them quite pleasant: Maureen (a.k.a. Moe, Didde, a friend for over 10 years now) and Rachel (I’ve only just met, but already like the way she shares her cupcakes).  Some (new acquaintances) … not so pleasant. 

Take Kitty, for instance (formally Lucinda) who–by no fault of her own, I must admit–makes me sneeze just by being.  She’s definitely not “the worst” my allergies have encountered, but may prove to be a great scapegoat on “the worst” in days ahead.  (Doesn’t everyone need a scapegoat-roommate?!)  Then there’s last nite’s visitor.  Mr. Coon … who Moe found digging through our trash out back.  (Nothing like some prime-time-dumpster-diving.)  When confronted with the flying-bottle launched from recycle bin, this ambitious visitor went on to counter by jumping to our rooftop.  (Don’t worry, my attic bedroom windows have screens; the first thing I checked after said incident.)

Coon may have gotten lucky this time around, but I’ve seen what a few girls in a house might do to “kill” coon siting #deuxsuch animal-intrusions (think bird or flying squirrel on the loose inside The Hudson House).  This is nothing that a few years of “girl-meets-animal-intrusion” can’t hack.  Put your money on the girls.  (Then be ready for my frantic phone call when the toilet backs up.)  So glad moving day is behind me; intrigued by what (or do I mean who?) I’ll encounter in the months ahead … 

Postscript: Moe snapped this photo of coon siting #deux just before sunset on 5/5.