The Westover Post

What's making news in your neighborhood? Gossip on the nosy neighbor? Yard of the Month? Ohhhhh NO! Not in Westover.

We have a raccoon issue...well, we had A raccoon. With distemper. And, yes, it caused the entire neighborhood to go bananas. I swear, diseased animals make people in Alabama go crazy.

Here's the low down. Sean and I are coming home from church and we see Stephanie in the driveway of her home. She's on the phone with here mother-in-law, Gail. Talking about "the raccoon"!!! We get the story: apparently there is a raccoon that had something "wrong" with it in the middle of the street. Hunched over, not moving, I'm guessing with that crazy look in his eye, like he's planning on coming back tonight to murder all the neighbors.

We get news that the lady in the blue house goes to see the diseased animal with her black and white cat in tow. Honestly, if there is a mosquito outside, I'm not bringing Lucy out for fear of heart worms or West Nile...but obviously this lady is Mrs. Doolittle. Not sure what came of this...but if the cat catches distemper, that will be a later blog post.

Okay, leaving Steph's we get stopped by Bethany, who gives us her side. "Oh my gosh, did you guys see the raccoon?!?!" At this point we are all 3 laughing because we realize how big of a deal we are all making about "The Raccoon". She says the cops came and then animal control followed.

Meanwhile, down the street, the neighbors from both sides of our house are meeting in our driveway letting us know how much action we missed while we were in church. At this point I'm thinking that this raccoon must have been rainbow colored, an acrobat or from outer space the way everyone is reacting. It was hilarious.

The statement from the neighbor on the right: "Man, y'all sure did miss it!"

The scoop from the neighbor on the right: "Mr. Bob was outside poking it with a stick and wanted come get my kids to play with it!" Trish was also ready and willing to shoot it with her shot-gun, had the cops not been here for 45 min. guarding "THE RACCOON" before animal control made it here. I love me some Trish!

Finally, we make it to the front door and I look across the cul-de-sac seeing Mr. Bob filling in his across the street neighbor about the vicious, serial killing, crazy-eyed RACCOON! Honestly, it was such a pretty day, we were lucky to see good ole Mr. Bob with a shirt on. I sure am glad that crazy thing didn't bite him on the leg like the goose did on Cody road a few months back.

Anyway. That's whats going on today, and I guess that's what we missed when we were at church. I'm sure that crazy thing looked similar to this: