Rocky

Made a quick trip to Boulder to see my Granny. It was really suppose to be a work trip, but I ended up not doing any work (can I still claim the miles though?! Isn't it the thought that counts?)

We did see this little guy....

He walked up the front pasture, under the fence, down the sidewalk, up the front stairs to the door.... then when we didn't answer the door, he walked back down the stairs, back under the fence, and back through the pasture.

Dad ran off to find "Old Faithful" (the gun) and I ran to get my camera. Granny didn't know why I wanted a picture, but I reminded her I don't see Racoon's in my front yard every day. And she told me they are nasty, mean buggers and she doesn't want anything to do with them. (FYI, my dad didn't shoot the raccoon, just fired off some rounds to scare it).

Dad and I drove down in the snow and drove home in the snow. Although it wasn't fun driving, the scenery was beautiful.