One of my favorite Christmas memories is of the time that we had a raccoon stuck in the Christmas tree.
We were visiting my grandparents in Massachusetts, and my uncle brought over a young raccoon. I was quite young myself, so the details as to why he brought over a raccoon are a little hazy. And ultimately unimportant to the story. At any rate, the raccoon took one look at the Christmas Tree and knew just what to do.
I learned some important and hilarious lessons that day, including that it’s a lot harder for a person to get a raccoon out of a Christmas tree than it is for a racoon to get itself into one. It’s much more difficult than removing, say, a cat.
Also, I learned that raccoons like to eat Corn Flakes. After trying and abandoning a variety of other methods of raccoon removal, my uncle committed the shocking act of throwing cereal on my grandmother’s beautiful Oriental rug, and the raccoon abandoned the tree for a snack. Christmas was saved!
My mother and I commemorated that special holiday with handmade ornaments that we sent to our relatives. She sewed the outsides and I helped glue on the stripes and the facial features.
Now we have a raccoon in the Christmas tree every year.
There are still a few days left to enter a little contest I’m having. You can win a photo or illustration of unknown quality!