NO. Not cute. Destructive menace. Eater of Cat Food. Lots of Cat Food.
A few weeks ago, Mr. D. and I put a cat door, complete with magnetic latch, on our garage storage room. This way, our precious felines, Rosie and Domino, could access their food and litter box without “the neighborhood” sharing. Here is our cowardly duo.
Rosie & Domino
I say cowardly, as our spoiled and pampered cats allowed Rocky Raccoon to pillage their food and take over their “room”. Apparently, a wiley raccoon was climbing up a set of shelves to the open rafters, going over the top into the storage room, eating its fill, then exiting through the cat door. (The magnetic door restricts entry to only those wearing the magic magnet (see Domino’s neck), but does not prohibit exit.
Now, our two “babies” eat alot of cat food, so we generally purchase the industrial size, very cheap cat food. You know, like Alley Cat and Kozy Kitten. Thankfully, they are not picky eaters and absolutely HATE the good stuff. But I digress…. I mention this because we put their food in a large plastic bin that’s traditionally used to store charcoal. It looks like a giant cereal container. The crafty little varmit had figured out how to open the lid and basically feast on the tender morsels of cheap cat food. Of course, our cats nor the 19 neighborhood cats could not facilitate such a move and likely just sat there in awe of posable thumbs. Or maybe they just like cheering for the underdog and were accomplices in the “heist”. Cats are “double-agent” like that.
Well, the ‘coon was wreaking utter havoc in the garage and storage room, not to mention that they leave behind a filthy trail. So, Mr. D., ever the hunter, went out to Lowe’s and purchased a Raccoon Trap. After two tries, we caught the sucker. Cute, but mean as Lucifer hisself. We delivered him to Animal Control to be released into the wild far, far away. Maybe now, my cats will gain some weight. But I do think I see a hint of wistfulness in their eyes…
All of this raccoon wranglin’ got me to thinking about The Beatles’ Rocky Raccoon and just what was the point. Or was their one. So, while I’m away on a much needed vacation, give some thoughts on any interpretations or hidden meanings in Rocky Raccoon. Here’s an inventive video highlighting the song…
ROCKY RACCOON by The Beatles
Now somewhere in the black mountain hills of Dakota
There lived a young boy named Rocky Raccoon
And one day his woman ran off with another guy
Hit young Rocky in the eye Rocky didn’t like that
He said I’m gonna get that boy
So one day he walked into town
Booked himself a room in the local saloon.
Rocky Raccoon checked into his room
Only to find Gideon’s bible
Rocky had come equipped with a gun
To shoot off the legs of his rival
His rival it seems had broken his dreams
By stealing the girl of his fancy.
Her name was McGill and she called herself Lil
But everyone knew her as Nancy.
Now she and her man who called himself Dan
Were in the next room at the hoe down
Rocky burst in and grinning a grin
He said Danny boy this is a showdown
But Daniel was hot-he drew first and shot
And Rocky collapsed in the corner.
Now the doctor came in stinking of gin
And proceeded to lie on the table
He said Rocky you met your match
And Rocky said, Doc it’s only a scratch
And I’ll be better I’ll be better doc as soon as I am able.
Now Rocky Raccoon he fell back in his room
Only to find Gideon’s bible
A Gideon checked out and he left it no doubt
To help with good Rocky’s revival.