dannyzmom
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In the wee hours of the morning, Hubby wakes me up "Honey - get up - there's a vicious racoon in the house!" I get up and run downstairs to find the sweetest, most terrified little coonie-bear you've ever seen just perched on the arm of my couch making that terrified chirring sound baby raccoons make when they're frightened. I send Hubby off to round up our two cats & lock them in a bedroom while I try to coax the coon toward the now-open front door by making a path of bread from him to the door. The poor thing has knocked over lamps, picture frames, everything in his path in his frantic search for an escape. Suddenly, he skitters up one of my fake ficus trees only to realize that he doesn't know how to get down!!! So there he is precariously perched, chirring and panting and looking at me with these "please don't eat me for supper" eyes (yeah, Hubby - he's vicious alright...). At this opint, I send Hubby to get the camcorder because this is one of those once-in-a-lifetime moments. Ultimately, I was able to slide the tree over to the front door & gently lay it down so Rocky Raccoon could run off. What an adventure!!!
Mind you, I don't live in a very wooded area! I live in one of those "cookie cutter communities" with lots of houses on zero lot lines and very little land. In 4 years here, I've never encountered a raccoon before (especially in my living room)...I can't imagine where this poor little guy lives!
So...lesson learned: I will be bringing the kitties in at night and locking the cat-door. Oy vey...
Mind you, I don't live in a very wooded area! I live in one of those "cookie cutter communities" with lots of houses on zero lot lines and very little land. In 4 years here, I've never encountered a raccoon before (especially in my living room)...I can't imagine where this poor little guy lives!
So...lesson learned: I will be bringing the kitties in at night and locking the cat-door. Oy vey...