Friday, October 31, 2014

Halloween raccoons

Happy Halloween from our incredibly furry, hard-to-photograph and even-harder-to-keep-track-of-at-night raccoons! We're proud to call them ours.

So, raccoons? That's interesting.

Yes, yes, it is.

It all started last winter. The kids and I were at the zoo one Friday, and while we were looking at the giraffes, Mary Clare asked me, "Mom, did you know that raccoons are 'octurnal? That means they don't sleep at night."

It turned out they were studying nocturnal animals that week at school. Kids these days.

She then went on to tell me that next Halloween, she wanted to be a raccoon, and she would pull Charlie around in a trash can behind her. And by golly, if she didn't once waver about what she wanted to be. When I asked her a few months ago what she wanted to be for Halloween, she looked at me like I was crazy and said, "A raccoon, remember?"

No Frozen fever for this girl.

Charlie was on board, as was Nana* and voila, we have two raccoons on our hands.

*Saint Mary killed it again this year. Luckily she did not kill me because this fur, it sheds. Like non stop. She said it makes the shedding from Hunter, Holly and Buddy combined look harmless.

1 comment:

  1. Those are completely awesome costumes! How did Mary Clare know that it would be 35 and windy on Halloween night? Purrr-fect.



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