Monday evening my son John went out to feed Scoot. He came back in and all was well with the world, chores all done....
Tuesday morning comes, and the chaos of getting the boys ready for school ensues. I let the dog, Hula, out to go potty first thing. She usually stays out until I am ready to leave to take the boys to school . So I am getting ready to leave, I go to let in the dog, and - lo and hehold -
SCOOT'S CAGE IS EMPTY!!!!! With the door wide open!!!! OMG! It feels as though that first stab of panic damn near brings a on a seizure. I tell the boys "we have to go now, I will look for him when I get back..." or else we were going to be late for school....
panicpanicpanic all the way to and from school...OMG scoot's gone...omg! whaddoI do??? omg!!! omg omgomgomg heart racing CRAP
I look all over the usual places....In the palms, under the Tiki bar, in the shed, under the RV, in the RV, under the neighbor's deck, OMG HE'S GONE.....feeling pure terror at what could happen to an un-street-savy coon...who is so tubby he cannot get out of his own way....dogscarsguns OMG! I am feeling like SUCH a horrible failure as a coon mom. How could I let this happen?!
Ok, now to get into gear... I can find him! I know I can!
First...tell all the neighbors to be on the lookout for the Scoot. check.
Second...make flyers and knock on every door on the canal, leave flyers at every house. check. Third, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh -well, you get the idea - look in all the suspected hiding places. again. checkcheckcheck
I was so sad thinking of all the bad things that could happen to him, and I missed him terribly already...I thought for sure we were never going to see his face again. Mark calls throughout the day for updates, no news to give him.
After Mark comes home in the afternoon, he starts asking me where I've looked. "So, did you look under the tiki bar?" yes. "Did you look in the shed?"
yes. "Did you look in the cabinets in the bar?" cabinets? CABINETS?????? no, I didn't think of that one!
Marks walks out back to look in the cabinets, and comes back CARRYING SCOOTER!!!!! YAY! Found him! WooHoo!!! That coon was passed out in the liquer cabinet. He brings Scooter inside and I swear Scooter was smiling! He was SOSOSO happy to be in the house with his peeps. We were happy to have him back.
Now he is back to being the most spoiled raccoon in the world :)