Well, I do believe it is a raccoon!!! And a youngun at that!
Can it be? Are we once again blessed with a baby coon to replace our precious Chaoui? It would be so grand to be an animal mother. They don’t have to wait years to get another chance to “raise a child”.
Chaoui has only been gone since November, and a mere 6 months later I get another chance to raise a coon from an infant and correct any mistakes I might have made with Chaoui. I don’t have to wait years for another chance.
HOW DID WE ACQUIRE COONEE? MAJOR EDIT:
She and her two brothers were born in a closet in a camp down in Cocodrie. Their mother was killed by an irate man who claimed the mother was going after his $1200 parrot (sounds crazy to me). A young man from down here ended up with them somehow. After about two weeks, he heard that I had raised a coon, called me and asked if I would take another one to raise. Of course, I asked for the little girl and he readily agreed to let me have her—only catch was that I could not take her until after the wedding. She was delivered to our door the day after the wedding. She’s our new baby.
She hugs our necks and squeals when we try to set her down.
Her bottle consists of kitten formula, Gerber rice cereal, and Karo syrup.
She’s about as big as my shoes!
Her little claws are razor sharp, enabling her to scale a pants leg or a bedspread.
She sleeps with a stuffed animal, but she’d rather sleep in my bed.
Allow me to introduce our newest addition . . .
CooNee (coo NEE). I’m trying the name on for size to see if it fits her. Do you like her name? Do you think it fits her?
She is asleep on my lap right now. I hate to move her to her bed, but I must. It’s my bedtime, too.
Good night, CooNee!