He surveyed the rim of the trash can before he jumped down and was on his way.


I followed him around the rock to make sure he was moving along but he was a thirsty little guy and stopped for some water before going over the rock.



Yay....we did it. He was not too shy, maybe he let me take his pic as he was grateful for getting him out of there? Before we left I made sure the lid on the trash can was closed properly so no other little coon would get trapped.

Here's a couple of pics of Sadie on her first vacation.


She didn't want to look up at me.

On top of Mt. Mitchell. It was 27 degrees, cold for us FL gals. I put her on the ground with her sweater on but she wasn't having it. So inside my jacket she went.

Thanks for reading my story.