As cute as kittens!

We had visitors. Four baby raccoons, with their mother, in search of water. Two kits found a dripping hose and forgot to follow Mommy when she left, and then had to wait a few feet up a couple of trees, calling plaintively.

"You're not my Mommy! Where did she go?"

Second kit, hanging on.

The mother escorted the first pair of kits home, then came back for these two. They scrambled down again, awkwardly, then scampered off into the ivy.

Afterwards, I purposely left another hose dripping for them; the kits can't reach my birdbath, where the mother got her drink.

(I haven't forgotten the history I was looking up, but somehow the days got too full to do it justice. Birthday party tomorrow - mine, my daughter's, and my granddaughters, all the same week. I may be too tired tomorrow to blog, but I'll be back Monday.)