When we rented a cabin at California’s Kit Carson Lodge, it was wonderful. It was quiet, having only a few cabins, with a small restaurant up front. It was located on a mountain lake.
After dark we built a fire in the fireplace. It was a peaceful vibe.
I heard something gently scratching at the front door. Opening the door, I saw a small animal in the dark. It stood on two legs and extended its seemingly delicate hands.
It was a raccoon! I was scared of it at first. “RABIES!” people had always screamed at me, in regards to various creatures.
I found some food for it and it gently took it and scampered off. I closed the door.
A few minutes later there was another scratch at the door. Raccoon was back – with her babies!
They seemed to be trick-or-treating! They all came in, got a snack, and stayed for a few minutes.
Then it was time for them to go. They had other cabins to visit I think!
A. F. Waddell 