It was Monday morning again, start of the week. The sun was in the sky. I got dressed and then skedaddled downstairs to eat my breakfast as I was running a bit late. Then the worst thing that could happen happened. There was a raccoon in my house, trying to get some food out of the cupboard.
When I saw it, I got a box and put it over it and then I hopped on a chair as I was still kind of scared. After a few minutes I picked up the box and brought it outside. I lifted the lid of the box and he jumped out of the box and landed on some leaves.
Hi Danny,
Well done! Another great story this week. I think I’d have a heart attack if I saw a raccoon in my kitchen! I love the word ‘skedaddled’, it’s very expressive! Keep up the great work!