My friend Mary and I headed up to New Hampshire this weekend to pick up the camper. YAY!
What a blast. Every time I am with the girls I laugh so much my sides hurt.
I only had my cellphone camera so excuse the blurries. The food was awesome! The company was great!
And the good news is we got it home all safe and sound.
Once I got home I got a call from Gracie. Apparently she and Bob have become adoptive parents of three baby raccoons, she has named Peanut, Butter, and Jelly.
They think Grace is the mommy because she chitters at them. The mommy raccoon apparently was hit and killed by a car sometime last week. Bob called about every rescue facility in a 100 mile radius and they are overloaded with raccoon rescues right now, so ‘unofficially’ they are helping Grace and Bob keep these babies going until they either have room for them or they can be released into the wild on their own.
They are so damn cute and although they were in pretty bad shape after a week with no mama, they have come to life with some warmth, a little puppy formula, water, granola and yogurt chips and a surrogate mom to scritch and give them love.
There just seems to be some poetic justice that Grace is up all night worrying about her ‘babies’. And yes I am enjoying this fact.