We saw them walking down the trail and then we lost them. Looking around, we heard some shaking high up in the tree. Looked up and saw this staring at us.
“Yeh, I’m mean. See my teeth?”
“You don’t believe me? How about this?”
“What about if I growl?”
“I’m sorry. Did I upset you?”
“I’m really just chewing on an acorn.”
“These are yummy.”
Later, we saw another one all alone wandering down the trail.
He was much smaller and all alone. He got pretty close before he veered off into the bushes.
It was also armadillo day. We saw three different ones. I rarely see them here.
Instead of going to the mall for Black Friday on the day after Thanksgiving, we headed to the Black “mask” Friday at Circle B Bar Reserve. Pam’s husband, Craig, came up with that name for the day since we saw so many raccoons that day. It was a beautiful fun trip and way better than fighting the crowds at the mall. Who still goes to the mall these days anyway? Shop on-line.