Living where we do, near Turkey Mountain with deep woods beginning right across the street, and miles of wilderness trailz a mere 2 blocks away, we have lots of critters visit us--squirrels, opossums, skunks, deer, even coyotes, and recently, raccoons. The opossums frequently crawl under our garage door and have their way with the contents of our garage. We have caught and relocated many of these enlarged rats to nearby Turkey Mountain. Recently, something has been removing the hinged lid of a large wooden box where we keep our dry dog food, and my theory was that it was the work of a masked bandit.
So, I set the trap last night and sure enough, we caught the guilty party. He/she looked so ashamed, and maybe a little scared. But when I lifted the cage it let out a loud squall and a hiss that gave me cause to change my shorts.
So here we are, loaded and rteady for a ride.
Over the mountain, at the trailhead by the pepsi plant--seemed like a good place. There is a good water supply there, and it's far enough away that it should not be able to find it's way back to our house.
Mr. Raccoon wasted no time scampering to freedom. Not a look back, not a thank you, not a snarl. Have a good life, Raccoon.
So, I set the trap last night and sure enough, we caught the guilty party. He/she looked so ashamed, and maybe a little scared. But when I lifted the cage it let out a loud squall and a hiss that gave me cause to change my shorts.
So here we are, loaded and rteady for a ride.
Over the mountain, at the trailhead by the pepsi plant--seemed like a good place. There is a good water supply there, and it's far enough away that it should not be able to find it's way back to our house.
Mr. Raccoon wasted no time scampering to freedom. Not a look back, not a thank you, not a snarl. Have a good life, Raccoon.
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