Yesterday, Romie was looking out the back door and exclaimed, "We've got a 'coon up in the big oak tree!" Now with the peacock a few years back and the pig just a few weeks ago, nothing surprises me here anymore.
I grabbed my camera (as usual) and went to the window to see. There it was, ringed tail hanging down. I needed to get a closer look and wanted to scare it away and out of our yard.
When I went outside, I noticed the neighbor had their dog Lucy on a leash, conducting a training session with her and the new invisible fence they'd installed. That kind of explained the raccoon up the tree.
But when I went around to the other side of the tree to get a look at the front side, it wasn't a 'coon at all. It was dear, sweet Lily. Lily isn't a fan of Lucy's, and will go up a tree anytime she gets close.
It was a simple case of mistaken identity, and a reminder that sometimes things are not as they seem.