Wild, Wild Life
"We have to lock the cat door at night." These were The Spouse's first words to me this morning.
"There was a racoon in the back room".
Oh.
I got up and made sure both our animals were still alive.
They were.
This would also explain the 3 mornings straight of coming out to the kitchen to find the dog food container tipped all over the floor.
Damn critters.
"There was a racoon in the back room".
Oh.
I got up and made sure both our animals were still alive.
They were.
This would also explain the 3 mornings straight of coming out to the kitchen to find the dog food container tipped all over the floor.
Damn critters.
Labels: all creatures great and small
cobbled together by Moi at 7:00 AM
11 Comments:
Are you going for that whole Grey Gardens thing?
HORRORS! Racoons scare the bejesus out of me!
It's a good thing it didn't climb onto the bed with you. That's what happened to my grandmother one time - - only it was a possum.
We had a young opossum climb into the back of our minivan once, lured in by the smell of hotdogs Kevin felt necessary to "keep" in the back.
Thank goodness for county animal control.
I'm REALLY rethinking that next visit.
wow great guard dog! Homer sleeps through the neighbors cat sneaking in and getting into bed with us.
In the old farmhouse we lived in back in 2001 we had racoons in the old carriage house and groundhogs under the summer kitchen plus two daschie one of whom was too damned lazy to guard anything. The next place we had groundhogs under the deck and shed, squirrels in the attic and a family of racoons at one point in the neighbourhood. Don't you just love nature?
eek!
Cliffie! I was so excited to see your comment I forgot the question...
Me too, Kendall. They're mean!
Gawd, can you imagine, Buck? Rolling over, thinking it was The Dog snuggling me....yawza!
Anne, oy! Although now I know what to use in the trap....
JP, someone from Animal Control will be stationed outside your room for the duration of your visit.
Sage, seriously. The Dog usually jumps up barking at the slightest twig snap. I can't believe we've been infested and he hasn't said a word. Unless, of course, he's just being smart. As I mentioned, racoons are mean!
I would very much enjoy groundhogs, Wills. Oh. No, wait. I mean hedgehogs.
Mols, "Awesome" in a "eeewww, ick, there's mean creatures in the house" sorta way?
Pamelamama, precisely.
Anonymous, excellent advice. Except the issue isn't our cat's ability to use the door, it's all the other creatures of similar size!
oh, oh.....we had one accidentally closed in the garage overnight....what a mess the next morning when he flew out the door as it opened.
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