Rascal and the Racoon vs Missy's Dental Day

Rascal has been lying around licking his wounds

Rascal tried to still my thunder again today.
Today should have been all about me.
Today all focus should have been on me!
Me...Me...Me!!!
Today was my day to get my teeth cleaned.
You might remember...They took me in to the Vet a while back...looked me over....did blood work....They had to check me out and make sure I was fit enuff (rhymes with ruff) to withstand the procedure..........I was...and ....Today was the day!

Not that I was looking forward to it or anything ........because I wasn't.
Anyway, here's what went down first thing this morning.
Rascal, Dixie and I went outside just before we were to leave for the vet. As soon as he had cleared the back door, Rascal make a bee line out near the chicken shed where they keep the canoe. Turns out there was a big ole raccoon hiding under the canoe. You should have heard the face off! Rascal barking....Rascal growling....the raccoon growling and squealing back at Rascal. Then the Mrs came out to see what all the commotion was about. As soon as she gets to the canoe, all Hell broke loose. In fact it was kinda hard to tell who had who. The Mrs grabbed the canoe and threw it to the side, grabbed a big stick and commenced to whoop up on that ole coon. He wouldn't let go of Rascal though, and Rascal wouldn't let go of him! They just kept going at it, gnawing and squealing and growling and carrying on! Finally the Mrs held the coon down with the stick and grabbed Rascal by his harness and jerked him clear. It was at that point that ole Mr Coon saw his opportunity to head for the woods and he took it.He lit out like his tail was on fire and his mama had the water hose!
   Yep,  truth be known...the Mrs saved Rascal's shiny hiny this morning! I gotta give credit where credit is due though, he gave as much as he got...... but that old coon was about to wear him down. I've heard old timers tell stories about wily raccoons getting the best of seasoned coon hounds when it's a even steven kinda fight. Rascal survived the brawl with a scratch on his right side and a sore ear. It could have been much worse!

Oh yeah.....Guess you figured out by now.....I survived my dental procedure. I understand that they had to put me under....whatever that means. They say that after I came around I kept asking over and over (bout six times) "What did the vet say? Was everything OK?"    They cleaned my teeth and pulled a couple of bad ones. I guess all and all it could have been worse.
I could have had a run-in with a raccoon at daylight!