or so I like to call him. Don't get too close though. He smells like he got sprayed by a skunk. Buddy, as he has so deservingly been named, has been living in the attic right above my quilting room for the past month or so.
Buddy and I have spent a lot of time together...pretty much everyday while DH is away at work. While I quilted and embroidered away Buddy quietly slept, only making noise when he decided to roll over. I'm guessing just to assure me he was still there. I could hear him each night as he got up and left the house to find food.
Sadly...Buddy moved away yesterday. I hardly knew him. Critter Control picked Buddy up to take him to his new home in the country where hopefully he'll meet a nice girl raccoon.
I keep listening for Buddy moving above me. But all is quiet. I kinda miss the little booger.