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I woke up this morning to proof of late night visitors.
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Thankfully they weren’t the kind who deploy the anal probe….
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But it does look like they surveyed the Barn Mahal.
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And who could blame them?
Heated winter space with a fully stocked beer fridge is a hard thing to resist for any species…
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River's world..... 
Friends of first Lady Squirrel showing off her new digs to friends????
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Lord, I hope not.
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Well just be careful, the last thing you want is a bunch of drunk garbage panda’s working for Momma squirrel…lmao.
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If they join forces, we’re doomed.
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I’d be checking that out.
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The tracks lead under the barn porch.
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Uh oh.
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What was it?
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A raccoon.
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A mighty big one based on the length between steps!
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He eats well out back.
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They break in there and there will be hell to pay. 😃
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Maybe they just want a beer….
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I know chupacabra tracks when I see them.
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*gulp*
If I suddenly stop blogging? Send help.
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Well, snow is good for something ~> tracking rascally raccoons!
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We actually enjoy walking around the property and seeing who’s been visiting.
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Where is Mama Squirrel? Mona
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Looks like she’s calling in reinforcements.
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Gracious. Bandit Army?
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One. A reconnaissance scout perhaps…
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😄
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We once had a raccoon steal beer. True story.
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Sounds like my kind of raccoon.
😉
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