If you’ve been reading this blog for a while, you might remember this entry from last winter. (I should never go back and read stuff from 6 months ago. Who wrote that? Ugh.)
Well, all I have to say is…..
They’re back.
Sort of.
This is a new generation. I think we have momma and 5 kits. At least they have the decency to show up before I go to bed so I can chase them fully clothed. As soon as it gets dark, if I haven’t remembered to bring in the bird feeders from the upper deck I can hear little bumps from out there that don’t sound like the cats. Turning on the lights reveals a deck full of raccoons, feasting on sunflower and thistle seed and even drinking out of the humming bird feeder.
The nerve.
And the worse part?
There’s more than one family. The other night I discovered a group of 4, more nearly grown, taking turns at the big feeder.
Sorry, buffet closed early tonight.
I think that is what caused the gouges on my deck railing. I know for sure it’s the big THUD I hear on the roof every night.
But they can be cute… in someone else’s yard.
Oh, my gosh. Yeah, they’re cute, but they’re little bastards, aren’t they???
The babies are cute for a few minutes but otherwise, they are nasty. They are high on the suspect list for eating my ripening tomatoes. Grrrrr.
Have you thought of getting your Jack to electrify the bird feeders. Put them on a switch. Or on a light sensor. Then you don’t have to worry about bringing anything in.
Can you tell I hate coons?
Looks like a magnolia tree, Diane. And those raccoon babies sure are cute when they’re not being a nuisance. Want to borrow a dog?
Little sh*ts. Hate when they do that. They defeated our squirrel proof feeder on year….held the tray UP with their shifty paws and shoveled seed into their greedy mouths. They are why I don’t have a water feature with fish. I knew it would be hopeless.