Date: 2 July 2015. Rocky Raccoon
April I met Rocky Raccoon. He was a teenager, not quite full grown
but living on his own along the waterfront here. His arrival is
described in the
vignette. I've been watching him grow up and he has gotten braver as
the weeks go by.
Rollin' Stone is the large black shrimp boat on the
Rocky Raccoon even came aboard the Rollin' Stone. I didn't see that
initial visit to the shrimp boat. What I did note was the fellow
leaving the boat late one night.
think much of the raccoon being aboard until the following day.
Jerry is the
owner of Rollin' Stone. He mentioned finding a half eaten box of
saltines by the back door of his boat. We immediately suspected the
raccoon had enjoyed a snack.
and his sons cleaned up the mess. There were broken crackers and crumbs
everywhere. They put it all in a big black bag on their aft deck.
Then, for some reason they left the bag when they went home for the
And lo and
behold, a visitor arrived to polish off the crackers. More mess
ensued. Rocky Raccoon may not be the tidiest critter alive. He is
efficient at scoring food.
Rocky peeked out to see if the coast
always fun to spot wild life afloat, and sometimes it really is
Rocky headed forward on the
boat and peeked out another *scupper:
He's looking out the middle scupper just to the left
of the dock.
*Scupper: an opening where water flows off the deck and into the
ocean or river. On most boats the scuppers are very small. For a working
shrimp boat, the scuppers are large rectangles. Lots of water needs
to be shed and quickly. That's what a scupper does.
Raccoon decided that going out that scupper was a bit difficult so
he opted to climb to the top for a better view. He didn't seem too
pleased to see me. Then again, he didn't seem overly concerned
either. He was full of saltines so perhaps that made for a happy
I know in
the summertime I enjoy saltines quite often. With either peanut
butter or tuna fish salad, it's an easy meal. Of late I've just not
been eating very well. It's too hot and I confess the engine not
being done has worn heavily on my spirits.
it's the upcoming holiday. The 4th of July is my chance. You see, I
love love love burnt hotdogs. I've been so hoping to have one
grilled. And a friend did say he'd burn one for me but that was
months ago. Talk is talk, you know?
I prefer hotdogs blackened slightly. That's the way Mother made
them. Maybe she was a lousy cook? And when I made a fire on the
beach there was nothing more fun that stabbing a hotdog with a stick. I'd
place it in the fire. It would come out burnt, puffy and delicious.
year, eh? There's always hope for a holiday invite. We shall see...
Rocky continued forward on Rollin' Stone, making himself right at
Finally the raccoon reached a conveniently placed piling. He came
down off the boat.
I love his striped tail. It
reminds me of Daniel Boone's coonskin cap. If you've not
shows with Fess Parker
of late, you're missing out.
It was fun watching Rocky Raccoon make himself at home. He's been
around quite a bit lately.
the other day I spotted a sweet girl raccoon. Her fur is silver
whereas Rocky's is more brown. The gal had a couple of *kits, not
more than six inches tall. They were far under the dock and I wasn't
able to get a good picture but we've got kids. Small ones.
continues and that's a good thing. Still Rocky needs to mind his
manners. Boarding a boat without permission is plain wrong.
Do you have raccoons in your neighborhood?
And, have you seen any babies yet?
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