I opened the shade in the kitchen before sunrise, getting ready to make our morning tea and toast. I startled this little cutie on our derelict neighbor's roof. It looked at me like it couldn't believe its eyes. I wondered if it was the first time it had ever come out from the attic, or the first time it had ever seen a light turned on and a human staring at it.
It stayed around long enough for me to go find the camera and click a few pics. Then I went to get Roger and have him come into the kitchen and look out the window at our new little furry friend
We waved and said hello. It stared and stared. I moved on with my morning routine, and the next time I looked it was gone.
I was hoping to see it again Tuesday morning, but it wasn't there. I hope the furry family of raccoons are fine in our neighbor's attic. I told my brother the other day they really do make good neighbors. They don't bark, play loud music, or party late into the night. So we don't mind the little poops they leave on the fence as they make their way on their nightly journeys.
So, meet our good morning neighbor!