When we last left off, The Brothers and I had just experienced a close encounter with a female Raccoon. She had looked at us, but then turned to leave. As she was leaving, Beatrice entered the yard and found herself right in the path of the departing Raccoon. The smart thing would have been for her to back down and give the Raccoon room to pass, but we cats don’t always have the best judgement about these things. That’s why we need true Guardians who will keep us physically separated from wildlings like Raccoons so we stay out of trouble. Anyway, instead of moving aside, Beatrice hunkered down right in the path of the oncoming Raccoon. The Raccoon changed course to go around her, but Beatrice hissed loudly just as the Raccoon passed by.
The Raccoon seemed a little bit startled by Beatrice’s hiss. It also seemed to peak her curiosity. Instead of continuing on out of the yard, the Raccoon paused, and circled to the right as if she wanted to get a closer look at this white ball of fluff that was making strange noises. Brother Oliver let out a very concerned sounding yowl as we all watched the events unfold.
Just as tensions seemed to be reaching the breaking point, the Guardians appeared at the door to My Outdoor Domain to see what Brother Oliver was yowling about. They saw the standoff that was happening between Beatrice and the Raccoon and exited My Outdoor Domain to herd the Raccoon away. The Raccoon quickly complied, clearly wanting nothing to do with the Guardians. We all breathed a huge sigh of relief, but Beatrice didn’t seem to grasp the danger she was just in. She walked up to the enclosure and said, “Did you guys see that? That weird cat is always giving me trouble.” Brother Henry and Brother Oliver exchanged bewildered glances with one another and I smacked My paw against My forehead. Then I said, “Beatrice, that’s not a cat. It’s a Raccoon.”
Upon hearing this, I think the weight of what had just happened finally sunk in for Beatrice. Her eyes spread wide with fear, and she was as white as a sheet. Well…I guess she is always as white as a sheet, but the wide eyes were a definite give away that she realized she had been in danger. Then again, maybe that was just wishful thinking, because the next thing she said was, “What the heck is a Raccoon?”
So Sayeth Otis