Translation: another IUD.

Around mid-afternoon I headed for WalMart to replenish critter food. (And some stuff for me.)

When I got back two cats and a raccoon were waiting by the patio. The cats were waiting patiently, but the raccoon was getting anxious for the "raccoon biscuits" to start raining down from the heavens.

I TOLD him(?) to be patient, and he was.

As soon as possible I tossed out the multiple fistfuls of (cheap) dog biscuits.

And all was peaceful.

The cats came inside for their wet food, and then I put some critter food (dry stuff) on the porch for the other "guests."

(I wonder how many stars the Rowland Restaurant gets in the raccoon/possum world.)

I figure on heading for bed relatively early tonight. For a day in which very little got accomplished, I'm sure tired.