With delicious temperatures in the mid-50’s, and blue skies beckoning, I’ve been spending every free moment in the gardens here at our bed and breakfast. Half a dozen ornamental plum trees are in full display, and a couple of eager rhododendrons couldn’t help themselves; they had to celebrate the arrival of spring by throwing open their blossoms. I figure it’s their way of laughing.
The other day, when I saw a racoon ambling past, I laughed too when I remembered our guests who had raised an orphaned infant racoon. Carlos, they called him.
One day, when Carlos was about a year-old, our guests returned home from shopping and found the rascal lying on their son’s bed. Carlos was sound asleep, spread eagle. What a cute little guy, right? Right. He was covered in Froot Loops, cheese, Legos, and a half-gallon of milk. Apparently Carlos had learned how to use his cute little hands. Every cupboard in the kitchen was open, and so was the refrigerator. That’d be like having a puppy with fingers!
Hearing stories from our guests is an innkeeper’s delight. Hope to hear your stories soon, too! ~Bonnie