I’ve been running early, to beat the heat.
So this morning, right when the light came up…like nature flips a switch…I came upon two raccoons scurrying across the road. One a little bigger than the other, deciding, they must be siblings.
You could practically hear the dialogue…the raccoonese, as they sprinted home.
“Hurry up…Mom’s gonna kill us if we’re late again. Shh..be quiet…pick up your paws for God’s sake. Have I taught you nothing?”
Imagine being a teenager scrambling back in your bedroom window after a night of secret reveling, and in their case, cherry picking, if you will.
I stood watching as they slowly climbed up a huge tree, the bigger, letting the smaller, go first.