Well he did it again, kept us up half the night insisting we all come out and view the raccoon he treed. Momma Dog let us out one last time at ten p.m. and Huck takes off like Wiley Coyote. Pretty soon, we hear him barking behind the barn and begging us to come see what he’s found. This leads to yet another late night trek with the flashlight and him feeling mighty pleased with himself. So pleased that when he did come in, he grabbed my toy gorilla and tried to shake the stuffing out of him again. I am very protective of my gorilla and was forced to give chase and rescue it, all this taking place at a time when normal animals are sleeping. It’s a good thing it’s raining today because I and my gorilla are sleeping in. Love, Nemo
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