RJ, the bun stealing raccoon.

I must say the movie Over the Hedge depicts campground raccoons quite accurately. The first night there we were visited by RJ. He stole an entire bag of hot dog buns. The little bastard. Also made Danielle and I paranoid so we ended up grilling burgers while we were standing on the picnic table. Then we bought stuffed Mooses....Moose...Mice....not sure of the plural of Moose. We each needed a cuddle buddy. And as cute as RJ was, I can't imagine him being altogether cuddly and or willing to cuddle either.

The rest of the weekend was spent shopping in Conway. Well they shopped and I looked at trains. For my railroad buddies (No one else will understand this), there was a slight bit of foam. Then we had the feast Saturday night that included ice cream and applesauce. Apparently RJ liked the smell of ice cream, cause he came back. We scared him up a tree. See above picture.

Sunday we went for a hike and I played in the river...well what is left of the river. Its been super dry so there wasn't much water.

Again the drive home kind sucked. No traffic for a while, we stopped for lunch and then all of a sudden...poof....traffic. Ah well. Got home in one piece, speed unloaded the car and then sat down to read a million pages of psych for Monday morning.

I did make one phone call, but someone forgot to charge his cell phone. Hopefully he made it safely halfway across the globe.