This morning, the first thing I saw out my window was a line of animal tracks on the deck.
A Raccoon or a Possum had walked up the steps. The animal had stayed near the railing until it reached the top of the stairs, from there it moved to its right; which brought it to the door leading into my bedroom.
This past summer a Raccoon had tried to rip off that door by sticking its claws into the wood around the glass. I taped it back in place and had been meaning to fix it with caulking. But I never got around to it. (Bad me)
After today’s animal peeked into the window, he turned back the way he came and strolled to the other end of the deck. Yesterday afternoon I had put out some stale bread for the birds. The animal had a snack, then he wandered off the deck using the same path he used to come onto the deck.
I just missed meeting him.
By the time I grabbed my camera the tracks had already started to fill in. The winds were blowing snow off the roof, which mixed with flurries that were adding even more snow to the deck as I tried to photograph the tracks.
I went back inside, warmed up my toes and had a cup of coffee, while my husband surprised me with a birthday cake.
We don’t have a local bakery so the cakes are from Swiss Maid Bakery in Harvard, Illinois and our little store in town keeps them frozen. So, my cake was frozen and …well, I was impatient and the knife got stuck. It eventually defrosted.
