Animals

So, during lunch about a week and half ago, Gazell sends a note out to the head hancho table that reads, "we caught an albino racoon."  Ha.  So all of camp got to go see the racoon.  Here it is.

How many times in your life do you get to see an albino raccoon?  The South Georgia peeps AKA AC and Mel Dark have said that it is not a raccoon.  It is some sort of possum.  I would like to think that it is a mix.  But apparently animals don't mix in the wild unless they are forced to by humans.  Hence a donkey + horse = mule.  This isn't natural.  Who knew?  

These are the little birdies that were living outside of Hemlock.  I would like to shout out to my mother that they ALL lived, and they ALL flew away free the other day.  Jen has decided that I killed her baby birds that were living in our garage this summer.  I closed the garage door one night having no idea that there were baby birds in it that needed the door to be open so their mamma bird could get back in.  Jen calls me the next day from the beach asking me if I had closed the door.  I replied "Yes."  And she started freaking out.  So, I went to open the door.  A couple days later (graduation maybe?), she informs me that I killed her baby birds because I closed the door.  So, Mom, these birdies above have redeemed me.