Raccoon Hell
We had another raccoon on the roof Wednesday night so I threw a few small pebbles at them to scoot him off. We set up our trap and within minutes we had one trapped and 4 others hanging out in the back yard. The others were just hanging out walking around picking fleas off each other and scratching themselves. Each time I would walk by the cage – the rodent in there would growl real loud and lunge at me with his teeth and claws. I would jump everytime – he was pissed.
So I do what I normally do and wrap the cage in a tarp and we head out on a 5Km trek to some other place. Driving along he is growling and ripping at my tarp which stresses me. The growling freaks me out and my tarp is (was) almost new. His claws were doing a number on it. I start screaming hoping to spook him and have him stop but that only antagonizes him and his aggression escalates.
The tarp starts to shake even more and I look in the rear view mirror and I see him. Big furry ears and a growling mouth staring back at me. Holy S**t !!! I slam the brakes on and fly out of the van shutting the door panicking on what to do next. I walk to the back and the coon follows me and then walk tot the front and he jumps to the front. The friggin’ guy was following me and wanted a piece of me. I was the one scared now.
A lady saw me running around my van from her home and came out to ask if I was OK. I told her I had a raccoon in my van and she was like “Why is there a raccoon in your van ??” “How did you trap it ??” “Why are you trapping raccoons ??”. This lady, older than me with booze on her breathe took control of the situation. She had one of the driveway gates that had wheels to open and close it. She had be stand behind the gate and watch her walk over to the car and she opened the passenger door and then ran back to the gate with me and we closed it and watched. The raccoon “I call him the rabid flea infested rodent” carefully walked across the dashboard and onto the door and down the front hood and into a bush. I was only a few kilometers away so there is a good chance he will find his way back to harass us some more. The sage continues.
We had another raccoon on the roof Wednesday night so I threw a few small pebbles at them to scoot him off. We set up our trap and within minutes we had one trapped and 4 others hanging out in the back yard. The others were just hanging out walking around picking fleas off each other and scratching themselves. Each time I would walk by the cage – the rodent in there would growl real loud and lunge at me with his teeth and claws. I would jump everytime – he was pissed.
So I do what I normally do and wrap the cage in a tarp and we head out on a 5Km trek to some other place. Driving along he is growling and ripping at my tarp which stresses me. The growling freaks me out and my tarp is (was) almost new. His claws were doing a number on it. I start screaming hoping to spook him and have him stop but that only antagonizes him and his aggression escalates.
The tarp starts to shake even more and I look in the rear view mirror and I see him. Big furry ears and a growling mouth staring back at me. Holy S**t !!! I slam the brakes on and fly out of the van shutting the door panicking on what to do next. I walk to the back and the coon follows me and then walk tot the front and he jumps to the front. The friggin’ guy was following me and wanted a piece of me. I was the one scared now.
A lady saw me running around my van from her home and came out to ask if I was OK. I told her I had a raccoon in my van and she was like “Why is there a raccoon in your van ??” “How did you trap it ??” “Why are you trapping raccoons ??”. This lady, older than me with booze on her breathe took control of the situation. She had one of the driveway gates that had wheels to open and close it. She had be stand behind the gate and watch her walk over to the car and she opened the passenger door and then ran back to the gate with me and we closed it and watched. The raccoon “I call him the rabid flea infested rodent” carefully walked across the dashboard and onto the door and down the front hood and into a bush. I was only a few kilometers away so there is a good chance he will find his way back to harass us some more. The sage continues.
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