Friday night was crazy! None of us got any sleep.
Raccoons were fighting/mating?? all around our house, slamming into windows, rolling on the roof. Jess couldn't even get out of her car, they were all around her. At one point I looked outside and Harley ran out and started to bark at the big
raccoon and she chased him back into my house. She was
at least 2 feet past my front door. I started screaming bloody murder and to my shock and surprise Barry continued to sleep! She ran out finally.
We were about to go to bed, when Jess took a look out and saw babies, so of course she came and got me to see them. We watched the momma trying to get the babies to climb back into the nest, which is inside my pillar by the front door. While we were watching, out charges a huge mean
raccoon and all hell breaks loose! They start fighting and the babies scatter, one ran right into my house! The big ones ran off and so we decide to leave the front door open so the mom can call the baby out, we couldn't pick him up and didn't want to push him out when his mom was gone. So we sat in chairs and counters waiting, some with butcher knifes and 911 on speed dial. We waited and waited and in walks in another baby and goes right into Jessa's room. Now we have two babies in the house. Another if you count Barry who came out every 5-10 minutes, to flip his
wiggy about us staying up all night (by then it was 6:30 or 7am) and us causing such a
raucous!
By now I am worried that the mom is hurt, when I hear the fighting again! This time in a huge tree in the front yard of my neighbors. It was the mean one and a baby. The baby fell out of the tree and he kept tearing it up, I scared him away, but still no momma. So we finally call the Humane Society cause the baby was hurt and we had them inside. I didn't want to call because I thought they would be taken away. We'll the lady came and went to get them both which were now together in Jessica's room. She captured them and the noise was unbelievable, crazy coming from inside Jessa's room, they went round and round. One was sleeping under the pillow. So sweet. The officer was really nice and put them safely back on top of the pillar.
Anyway, I worried all Saturday that they didn't have a mom anymore, but she was there when I got home, her babies all snuggled in and her on top of the pillar, watching over them. I feel so lucky to have them here, even though they cause mayhem at times. They are so cute!
The little guy trying to look as big as he can.
Trying to climb up to the top and then over and in. They live all the way down in the pillar.
Mom teaching them how to do it, she finally got impatient and drug one in by the neck!
They weren't scared of us at all, but they didn't like the dogs!
Aren't they so cute!
They didn't want to go in, so they would run back down and play some more. They should have listened to their mom, the mean guy came a few minutes later and it was
helter skelter!
Dustin and I cooked Sunday, baked ziti and his special cheese bread. Then he sliced up a pineapple and made a display so attractive that his brothers said he was the "g" word! 
Nick and his baby girl relaxing. The pineapple display! That's all I could get as far as pictures go, couldn't get them all together. We missed Patti and her family, she was home recuperating from hernia surgery.
Sunday Barry and I took off for the day, I declared it his day. He choose to go to the observatory. It was beautiful up there over looking the LA area and out to the ocean. We watched a movie about the universe, it was really cool.
We tried to go to the Museum of Tolerance, but it was closed, of course! Saturday is the Jewish Sabbath! So we went to the Peterson Museum and looked at all of the old cars.
I totally remember the Helms Bakery Truck with its wooden drawers filled with donuts, pastries and cakes.
An old car from a movie, I forgot which one. Barry loved this museum!
