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The Old Man and The Raccoon
Chapter 1………..The Encounter
Bad dream.
Wake up.
Look at clock.
12:25 AM
Lie back down.
Security light goes on.
RACCOON !!!
BIG raccoon……LOOKING in slider door.
Why, YOU little…..!
Chapter 2………The Preparation
Tell woman, “Get gun.â€
“WHAT?â€
G e t……g u n !
“Are you CRAZY?â€
Yes, get gun.
“But…..neighbors….â€
SCREW neighbors. Get GUN!
“Where?â€
Behind books.
“Which books?â€
(point…not wishing to alert beast) THOSE BOOKS!
“Where?â€
B O O K C A S E !!
“Not there.â€
IS too…..TOP shelf.
“Where?â€
L-e-f-t…..s-i-d-e…..TOP SHELF!
“Oh.â€
Chapter 3 ………………..The ACT
Have gun in hand.
Smith & Wesson Chief’s Special .38 wadcutter.
Raccoon begins to get picture.
“Aw, he’s only DRINKINGâ€
Shut UP! ………….. He DIES!
“Neighbors…..???â€
(ignore)
Gently open door……LOCKED!
DAMN!
Undo lock.
Raccoon now SURE things …“not rightâ€â€¦runs.
Get door open…..stealthily lean out.
Raccoon watching from behind bench.
Take CAREFUL aim.
S-q-u-e-e-z-e
BLAM!
Raccoon REALLY runs!
Chapter 4……….The Aftermath
Acrid smoke FILLS well-lighted patio.
Oh hell. SMOKE!
Still and cold night.
Smoke EVERYWHERE!....greasy WADCUTTERS!
Slam off light.
(wait)
Listen for sirens.
No sirens.
(wait more)
Carefully restore light.
Get flashlight.
Peer down sidewalk…..n o t h i n g .
Listen more for sirens.
No sirens…..ahhhh.
Go back to …fitful…sleep.
Chapter 5………….The Next Day
Wake up.
Look for blood.
No blood.
No hole in deck.
No hole in fence.
No hole in dirt.
No hole in tree.
No HOLE !!
Wonder….????
Go on Internet gun website.
Ask if raccoons fail to bleed after hit.
“Very common….fat seals wound.â€
Hmmm.
Never know.
DAMN RACCOONS!
The sun rises on the old man, sitting and looking aimlessly about. He is thinking how the village would love to know that he had killed the beast; that he was still a vital member of the community; that he ….mattered.
Afterword
I would like to thank all participants in this encounter for their invaluable help. First, my wife without whose cautious nature, I would have had the gun much earlier. Secondly, my loyal and complacent neighbors who, through either fear or fatigue, stayed out of the affair.
And last, but not least, Mr. A. Nonimus Raquoone, the seemingly ever present villain without whose regular visits, my life could be sublime and tranquil.
I would also be remiss if I did not add that some of my research into this novel may cast new doubt upon the wisdom of dependence on a .38 wadcutter for several applications.
Chapter 1………..The Encounter
Bad dream.
Wake up.
Look at clock.
12:25 AM
Lie back down.
Security light goes on.
RACCOON !!!
BIG raccoon……LOOKING in slider door.
Why, YOU little…..!
Chapter 2………The Preparation
Tell woman, “Get gun.â€
“WHAT?â€
G e t……g u n !
“Are you CRAZY?â€
Yes, get gun.
“But…..neighbors….â€
SCREW neighbors. Get GUN!
“Where?â€
Behind books.
“Which books?â€
(point…not wishing to alert beast) THOSE BOOKS!
“Where?â€
B O O K C A S E !!
“Not there.â€
IS too…..TOP shelf.
“Where?â€
L-e-f-t…..s-i-d-e…..TOP SHELF!
“Oh.â€
Chapter 3 ………………..The ACT
Have gun in hand.
Smith & Wesson Chief’s Special .38 wadcutter.
Raccoon begins to get picture.
“Aw, he’s only DRINKINGâ€
Shut UP! ………….. He DIES!
“Neighbors…..???â€
(ignore)
Gently open door……LOCKED!
DAMN!
Undo lock.
Raccoon now SURE things …“not rightâ€â€¦runs.
Get door open…..stealthily lean out.
Raccoon watching from behind bench.
Take CAREFUL aim.
S-q-u-e-e-z-e
BLAM!
Raccoon REALLY runs!
Chapter 4……….The Aftermath
Acrid smoke FILLS well-lighted patio.
Oh hell. SMOKE!
Still and cold night.
Smoke EVERYWHERE!....greasy WADCUTTERS!
Slam off light.
(wait)
Listen for sirens.
No sirens.
(wait more)
Carefully restore light.
Get flashlight.
Peer down sidewalk…..n o t h i n g .
Listen more for sirens.
No sirens…..ahhhh.
Go back to …fitful…sleep.
Chapter 5………….The Next Day
Wake up.
Look for blood.
No blood.
No hole in deck.
No hole in fence.
No hole in dirt.
No hole in tree.
No HOLE !!
Wonder….????
Go on Internet gun website.
Ask if raccoons fail to bleed after hit.
“Very common….fat seals wound.â€
Hmmm.
Never know.
DAMN RACCOONS!
The sun rises on the old man, sitting and looking aimlessly about. He is thinking how the village would love to know that he had killed the beast; that he was still a vital member of the community; that he ….mattered.
Afterword
I would like to thank all participants in this encounter for their invaluable help. First, my wife without whose cautious nature, I would have had the gun much earlier. Secondly, my loyal and complacent neighbors who, through either fear or fatigue, stayed out of the affair.
And last, but not least, Mr. A. Nonimus Raquoone, the seemingly ever present villain without whose regular visits, my life could be sublime and tranquil.
I would also be remiss if I did not add that some of my research into this novel may cast new doubt upon the wisdom of dependence on a .38 wadcutter for several applications.