Never judge a racoon by its attempts to kill you in the night

music to read by :: Drunk (Ed Sheeran)

You’d think that everything about this photo is staged, and you’d be partly right. Except that the guys are real, the racoon is real, and we really were out out in the middle of nowhere. That guy in front? He’s not really drunk.

I can’t speak for the racoon.

The racoon. Or “Vito”, as we came to call him.

Vito came to us in the middle of the night, making his scary racoon noises and trying to claw his way through the roof of our flimsy in the middle of the woods cult horror film cabin. This was mostly three years of therapy forming for my friend who, earlier, had lost the toss for the top bunk. The bunk situated a foot from the roof. The bunk now firmly below where this wild maniacal racoon was trying to claw through. Screeching. Howling. Probably wielding an ax or some such thing.

The racoon finally gave up, or lost its knife or something, and moved on to the second cabin where he went to town on the door. We held a brief discussion as to whether or not to go to our friends’ aid, but decided our bunks were safer. Seriously. Never leave the bunk, or go out alone when being attacked by things in the woods. Basic safety, people.

I’m not sure how long the screaming went on for – I think I nodded off around dawn –  but when I rose for breakfast I found my camp mates hanging around drinking coffee and shooting the breeze with the cutest wee little racoon! Turned out our midnight killer was just a babe in the woods, had spent the remainder of the night sleeping at the foot of our camp mates bunk, and had no intention of leaving our company. And he was hungry.

So my husband dug deep, reached for his inner racoon and went frog hunting.

Vito hung with us the whole weekend. We made sure he was fed, but not with our food. We hunted (frogs) and gathered. When it came time to leave, we had many mixed feelings. Wolves were abundant in this area and it seemed he had no family and was still really quite young. We were also in deep woods. The kind you off-road to get to; where “cross the bridge” on the directions really meant, “balance your car tires on two the boards and attempt to drive without falling off”.

In the end we left, but two of our group returned the next day and found him hanging in the camp. The had brought a cat carrier, so gathered Vito up and brought him to town to the wildlife rescue centre , where he was fattened up and later released to the wild.

I just hope they took away his machete.

Oh yeah … support your local wildlife rescue centres. They do good work.


Ok. Who are you and what have you done with March

Buddha enjoying his early greens

Well, I don’t know what the weather is like in your neck of the woods, but around casa vassal, it’s summer.

The only problem with that is, it is not summer. It is spring.


And spring in Ottawa, usually means still winter.

Yesterday’s temperature topped out around 27 degrees celsius (80.6F), with a “feels like” of 31 (87.8F). Today is to be much of the same, with a chance of rain.

Lilies taking a peek at March

In fact, all week has been in the mid to high twenties and sunny, sunny, sunny.

The point of all being, my garden is very confused. I’ve been out all week, cleaning up the leaves and dog poo, dragging out patio furniture, and hanging the laundry outside.

I’m fully convinced it will snow again, or that I am in some nice drug induced sleep where it is summer all year ’round.

My yard is convinced spring has sprung and is months behind in it’s growing schedule and must catch up.

strawberry plants!

Next week is supposed to be more seasonal, but still between 6-10 degrees (43-50F) and sunny. Shorts weather, practically, if you are 9.

My daughter is estactic.

the honeysuckle is leafing!

I, however, am worried. If we do get any serious frost, or a heavy snow fall, that could be it for my garden.

The indoor plants are doing also doing well; probably due to the over abundance of sun and warmth.

sprouted from just eaten orange peppers

sprouted lemon seed

the lemongrass has rooted!

avocado sprout

How is your garden doing? Any surprises this year?