Yeah, you'd better be lookin' pretty cute, Jiggy Jag, little George Cooney, because you were rough on me this morning. Before I even got the chickens fed, he was screeching his head off and banging on the bars. I plugged in the coffee pot and turned around and spilled chicken feed all over the floor. OMG. Decided to feed HIM first due to the ear splitting screams and he would not eat from a bowl. WTF? He wanted a bottle. I gave up and warmed him one. He quickly became so fueled with hunger rage, he worried the nipple right off, spilling warm sticky rice cereal gruel all the fuck over me. (He also tore a hole in my shirt during his hissy.) I had to give him a full bath before I even had one cup of coffee. My feet were sticking to the floor and chicken feed was imbedded in the sticky shit and I was losing it. But, I will say, as soon as he got his belly full, he was fine and the rest of us (me, the cat, the chickens) could go on with our life as we knew it before this little monster came along. How can he be so damn cute and sweet one minute and a fire summoning demon the next? Yesterday, my cousin came in and he went ape shit, growling and hissing like some horror show sound track. I was like, jesus, dude, I know we don't get much company, but, what the fuck are you gonna do? You have like, four teeth. Cripes. To be fair, he did ask her who she was, she just doesn't speak Coon yet. He wasn't having it. He should be lots of fun when he hits that 40 pound mark. ~Snort~
8 comments:
Way too cute for words. Trying to figure what is in the top pic---looks like a hairy, bloody, thigh. Or maybe I've been watching too many slasher movies.
Happy Samhein! (sp?)
Definitely a survivor!
Jane, I've been watching old horror movies too! But, I think you mean the tissue box. He likes to put stuff in it and feel them inside. He's tactile as hell. I just got him a new toy, it's an animal butt with a tail and it makes noise. It's got crunchy, crinkly stuff inside. He also loves my garden clogs. He chews them and sits inside them, it's so cute. I don't smell anything on them, but, to him it's a smorgasborg, I guess.
Yep, Lia, he's totally turned around. He even has a pointy nose now. His tongue is weird, but, it doesn't bother him. His sight seems pretty good and he can sniff out a pack of sunflower seeds in a box of junk and reach in and get it through his cage. He found the chicken feed too. He has no clue what to do with it, but, he likes it and he can get the containers open. He's starting to like bath play too. He fishes for wash clothes. He's going to be okay, I think.
PS, old aunt bitch face gets tons of those incontinent pads from medicare. They come in the mail. My mother gave me a bunch and they're perfect to line his cage with. Nice n soft and absorbent. The old lady actually likes him. This morning she let him kiss her face. OMG, I couldn't believe it.
The mess sounds like one that could cause a temple tantrum in me, a bad one. Not to be taken out on anyone, but inspiring new combinations of swear words.
He really is adorable. I love his little hands and feet. He is lucky to have you to care for him. He probably didn't have another day in him without knowledgeable care.
I wonder if the reason he was on his own, was because of the tongue issue, and that he couldn't suck well? Maybe a mama coon couldn't deal with that very easily.
I am glad to see he is doing well, and hope he is going to have a long, happy coon life.
Christina
I know everyone has heard about the shooting in the church in North Carolina. And I'm sure we all agree that the boy had a huge mental problem. Because of this, there has been talk of taking down the Stars and Bars flags in the southern states. The mayor of New Orleans has been confronted by some wanting to take down statues of Civil War soldiers. Now my question is this, how far do we have to go to erase the feelings caused by history? I am proud of our history. Not because of what it was, but because we have changed the way things were. And MOST of us are living and working to make things even better. Only a few fools fly the Stars and Bars and wave the flag in the faces of others trying to promote problems. But mostly, they hang in museums. Should we also be expected to take down statues? And what about the part the French Quarter played in slave trade? Should we close the doors of the buildings there that were used in the auctions and shut down the Quarter? How far are we expected to go?
The entire south is involved in history that wasn't happy. How are we supposed to get rid of things that remind people of a terrible time in the past? Where does it stop? Should we also try to stop the horrors of WWII?
Shouldn't there be reminders of the things that were so horrible that they should never be forgotten? Should we sweep history under the mat?
While I agree with the feelings of all these people, I also disagree with removing these historic reminders. I am in the middle of a rock and a hard place.
Border, there should be a contest we could enter. I can cuss non stop for several minutes without repeating a cuss word.
Christina, I will never know. I have a feeling he wasn't abandoned, but, gotten illegally and immorally by some idiot who thought he would be an awesome pet, then couldn't get him to eat and wouldn't figure it out. Coons are tough to raise, and they don't make good pets. But, you can't tell some people that. The whole abandoned story makes no sense, if you know Raccoons. Beats me.
Jane, I'm gonna post your comment.
Post a Comment