eelgrass
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When I was in Junior High School I found a baby racoon in a garbage can at the park that couldn't get out. I threw my shirt over it and took it home. Dad and I built a "kennel" for him. Eventually he was allowed into the house for short periods of time. (the coon, not dad. Dad was never allowed in the house, lol).
I named him Billy. He loved to climb the Christmas tree at Christmas time. He ate some table scraps but mostly dry dog food. He always "washed" his food in his water bowl before eating. One time I gave him a sugar cube. Of course he took it right over to his water bowl, and of course it disintigrated to nothing. Billy spent the next 5 minutes feeling around in his bowl trying to find it! We never laughed so hard in our lives!
One day he escaped his kennel and never came back. But I'll never forget him.
Anyone else ever have an odd pet?
Steve
I named him Billy. He loved to climb the Christmas tree at Christmas time. He ate some table scraps but mostly dry dog food. He always "washed" his food in his water bowl before eating. One time I gave him a sugar cube. Of course he took it right over to his water bowl, and of course it disintigrated to nothing. Billy spent the next 5 minutes feeling around in his bowl trying to find it! We never laughed so hard in our lives!
One day he escaped his kennel and never came back. But I'll never forget him.
Anyone else ever have an odd pet?
Steve