I write into an IM window, 'Do you have time to get a slice of pizza after work?'
My co-worker says that she does, so after wrapping things up, we go and order a large, extra-cheese, mushroom, and onion pizza.
Unfortunately, it isn't a great pizza.
So I take three slices home debating if I should reheat them or just feed the pizza to the chickens.
I park my car at home and carry the pizza down to the coop when I collect the eggs. I open the door and heave the slices in for them.
Overnight, it rains so I walk out the door and decide not to water the chickens today. By habit, I look down to the pen from my driveway.
I see something staring at me from the live trap.
I walk down to acquaint myself with the critter who shies away from me, trapped.
I close my eyes and debate. Coonskin cap? Nah, but it is interesting. First the opossum, now a raccoon.
I open my eyes and look in the chicken pen, by now the chickens are walking about as they scratch the ground.
Oh man! A slice of pizza is at the edge of the chicken pen near the live trap.
I scare the coon to the far end of the trap, but he sits on the release lever. I open the door and prop it open with a long stick.
I sigh. I can't be late for work. I hope the coon doesn't return. I wonder, 'Do they learn their lesson?'
After starting my car, I look to see what the coon does and he's scurrying away from the shed and his furry belly sways as he runs down the stone wall to freedom.