Perhaps I should change Cosmo’s name to ‘Coon. His middle name is Hunter. It would fit.
Tonight, as our bedtime strategy, I took Cosmo on a walk while the Woodsman settled Swing with a movie (the Sandlot… baseball, of course). Separating the boys typically works best when they are overtired.
So Cosmo and I are walking the grounds of the resort. It’s a very lovely place, and we feel fortunate to be able to stay here. At any rate, there’s one building with the top set up for events. It’s a nice place to view the pool and the ocean. As we approached the rooftop, I spotted an animal on the ledge of the building. I pointed it out to Cosmo. It was cool! So we get to the rooftop and peek over the wall onto the ledge about 3ish feet below, and there’s the animal—a raccoon, and he’s hissing at us.! We’re pretty sure it’s a raccoon, anyway, because it could have passed for a prettified possum. *shudder* So we cross the rooftop and gaze out at the loveliness, and listen to the waves, the pool fountain, and crickets. Until we realize the raccoon was brave (read: stupid) enough to jump over the wall/railing from the ledge to “greet us.”
So we walk calmly and quickly off the rooftop onto the bridge to get back to the walkway. The animal followed us! Kept following us. So we started to run. (I hear these things can be mean, and I have no intention of finding out, or letting my son find out firsthand). Goofy thing wouldn’t leave us alone. We ducked into the area deli, and watched it walk away a bit.
So after we browse the deli (a little mini-mart sort of place in the resort), we decide we’re safe to head back to our room. We see no sign of the blasted critter. We turn up to get to our building, and there he is! He was on a retaining wall, giving us dirty looks. He was just above Cosmo’s head, and I thought for sure he was going to jump on him. So we took a different path, and the darn thing follows us some more.
I had Cosmo stop talking, and instructed him to walk fast and quiet so the animal couldn’t follow us. That seems to have done the trick. We got to our building, and the elevator door opened up just as we approached, no animal in sight!
Of course, when we get back into our room and report our safari adventure to The Woodsman, he does not believe us. Clearly, there are no raccoons in this area. And clearly, we are unable to identify an animal with rings around it’s eyes, three rings around its tail, and a cat-like body. He knows his animals. He’ll see. Though if I’m smart, I’ll put high stakes on the outcome. :D