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We caught this naughty raccoon on the back porch one night, sneaking dog food out of Rosco's bowl. Decided to name him Gerard, since he lives in the yard.
betsy: "So how do you get rid of a raccoon once he discovers you have food out?"
steven: "You don't. You have to shoot it."
betsy: "Well, guess you'll have to shoot it then."
steven: "Can't. We already named him. You can't shoot them once you name them. It's a pet now."
Great.
It's been so hot, i got Rosco a little kiddie pool to cool off in. He won't get near it. The pool is really scary. But he likes the lake, and the river...i don't understand.
I left him alone for an hour to get used to the idea of it, and came back outside to see this destruction in my garden. He dug up the cilantro and sat on the mint.
He's in big trouble.
Friend Stacey is moving to D.C., so we had a going away pool-party/bbq to say goodbye.
Our weekend started when we launched the boat about 5:45 am Friday morning, July 9th. There were already tons of boats lined up, despite the rain and early hour!
Once we got tied up and settled in and had a short nap, the sun came out. We cruised around on the dinghy to check things out.
A shuttle boat took us to shore to get free goodies and souvenirs. Saw Brad Paisley's trailer but not the man himself. Rumor has it he was out on his jet ski until showtime.
Waiting for the concert to start, Betsy and I (yes, two Betsy's) got in a friendly wrestling match. I cheated and she STILL won!
Finally, concert starts.
They claim over 7000 boats showed up! We were about row 6 on the left side.
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