Yesterday
morning, just before sun up, while I was sitting at my desk enjoying the cool
morning air blowing in and my moment of quiet solitude the chickens started squawking. I headed out onto the deck, in my nightie no
less, to check it out. I expected my
daughter’s cat was taunting them and I was planning to get after him once
again.
I could
see wet footprints leading along the paved path to the garden, but they were much
bigger than the cats and a quick check confirming the gate was closed meant it
wasn’t the neighbor’s dog. I rather
suspected a raccoon.
As I
was standing on the deck looking around with my kitty, the wussy pussy, at my
heels I didn’t see any critters. Then
all of a sudden this raccoon looms up from behind the toaster oven sitting on
the deck and scares the living crap out of me. Whoa!
I
quickly ushered wussy pussy into the house and we closed the door. Then I opened the window and suggested he
leave. He just stared at me.
Obviously
he didn’t perceive me as much of a threat.
I watched him saunter across the deck, then the garden and finally onto the
lawn and into our maple tree. He sat in
the tree and stared at me. I told him to
get lost and I seriously think he was laughing at me.
I
decided to move him along and headed out the front door, in my nightie, and
turn the hose on him. Apparently me grabbing
the hose was enough motivation to slip over the fence and head off into the field
behind our house.
Cute
and adorable as they are they are also a nuisance and I can see where this one
may be a persistent problem if I don’t do something. So I will be calling the county extension
office to see if we can get him trapped and relocated. I know we have them in the area and I know we
may have several so we might be catching a few before all is said and done.
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