Thursday, June 18, 2020

Unwelcome raccoon

For awhile now we've been seeing signs of young raccoons around the place. So far their crimes have included:
1. Knocking over our garbage can and pulling everything out. Not a small trash can, we have one of those chest-high big totes on wheels that the garbage company issues.
2. Pulling the camper birdhouse off of the shed and killing the wren family.
3. Killing a quail by pulling it out from under the pen.
4. Destoying the suet feeder and stealing the bird food.
5. Pooping in our yard.

Last night I fell asleep reading on the couch and awoke around 3 a.m. to the sound of pitter-pats on the porch.

Here he is sliding the old milk box across the porch.

And pulling out the container of fish food we use for the little pond on the porch.

I rapped on the door. He ran off. Came back. I opened the door and yelled at him. Ran off. Came back. At this point I really wished I could have just shot the stupid thing. The elderly opossum that visits the porch is cute.  Raccoons are just destructive assholes.

 Decided not to shoot it because of 1) waking up the house 2) we live in a neighborhood 3) husband just pressure washed the porch and would not be pleased. So I went in the kitchen and found a potato, opened the door and threw it at the raccoon. And missed. I went to bed. 

This morning I found this:

My water lillies all torn up, the kids pet fish missing and the remains of pet snail Gary strewn across the porch. Plus he ran off with the potato I threw. Not like I wanted it back, but still.

War has been declared. 


  1. Shoot the blighter, he will be back to destroy more.

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    2. I had a very good morning today. The raccoon not so much.

  2. I use a havahart trap. Then dispatch the buggers when it's more convenient.... Raccoons ARE A-holes!