This is the second installment of the true story of Corky the coon
We thought Corky wanted to join other family members in addition to yearning to explore adventures outside the bedroom door. I let him out for a test while the older kids were in school. He was quite calm and polite gingerly moving around and I think a little frightened by his new freedom. He constantly followed me. This required care that I did not step on him because he was still very small. I got a reprieve when Courtney and the kids came home. They loved carrying him around and playing games. Courtney taught him to play catch with a small soft beach ball and the kids never got tired of playing hide and seek. Mostly THEY hid because Corky couldn’t stay still long enough to hide
Sounds like all fun, right? Not for long! As he grew bigger his curiosity turned to opening cupboards and pulling out drawers that he could reach. One by one they were all secured for his sake and for ours. Nothing like finding all of your stored linens in a pile on the floor or pots and pans scattered all over the house. Turning vases upside down was a favorite too! I guess that you are wondering where he used the bathroom? Well,he was just like a cat and had his own litter box. No problem there! However, he seemed to think that it was cool to grab a handful of litter and watch it land on the floor.
As Corky grew bigger still he started to look up and learned to climb. He took small excursions at first like finding him on the back of the couch looking out the window. Then he kept trying to climb the drapes. Landing on the floor did not deter him, in fact he seemed to enjoy it! No chairs were allowed around the dining table unoccupied. You know how you leave salt, pepper, and sugar in the middle of a breakfast table? Yes, he managed to climb up there. I caught him mixing these ingredients together and tasting the result! He and the table were a mess to clean up. Thank goodness he was not tall enough to open room doors He could however climb on top of the kitchen counters, open cupboards, unscrew jars, and help himself to packages of cookies and other goodies. The day that I caught him eating peanut butter and smearing it all over the counter and himself was the absolute end of my patients!
Come back soon for the third instalment titled
CORKY GETS A CAGE