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Since we've lived in this
house raccoons have broken into the garage refrigerator twice, stealing
a whole salmon, and then the leftover turkey. They break
into the garbage can we store the bird food in. Sometimes I'm alerted
by the sound of the lid hitting the deck. On one such occasion I beamed one with a flashlight, still in the can. It looked at me with disdain, then carried on. One killed my neighbor's dog; a whole
herd set up housekeeping in another's attic. This year, of a
sudden, we can't keep our humming bird feeders filled. Most every
morning they're empty, often laying on the ground. Since it's a
night job we know it's not squirrels, however we've yet to catch
them, so maybe it's unfair to stereotype them as inveterate
thieves and home invaders, but there you have it. We do. F'n
coons.
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