Imagine it’s nearly midnight and you hear some kind of banging about outside. There’s something metallic about it. And scratchy. And loud. What the heck is that racket?
Imagine you shine a flashlight out back and see one big raccoon, and a huge raccoon. Then one, two, three more raccoons. It’s a whole raccoon family.
Imagine the raccoons are blithely raiding the bird feeders and prying open the wire cage to get at the block of suet. One of them decides to notice the light and look up.
Imagine them freaking out so crazily that they are scrambling over each other’s backs to get away.
Did you imagine it? Good. Because I don’t have any pictures.
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Haha! Great post 😀 Your blog is the first I am going to ‘subscribe’ to! 3 years ago two raccoons started making a den under my deck so I stopped leaving dog food outside. The next evening I heard the larger one on the back deck. I watch him climb the railing and peer in at me. (Why’s he going on the roof?) Then he grabs the planter hanging next to him and throws/flings it at the sliding glass door! He climbs down, stares in for a moment and, leaves. I don’t know if it was just a fluke or a raccoon riot, but it was funny!
Raccoons are bold, aren’t they?