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Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Raccoons


I used to think Raccoons were cute animals. I used to think it would be cool to live somewhere where I would see raccoons often. Now. I have a raccoon living upstairs. Have you ever lived in an apartment? I remember when I was a little girl we lived in an apartment. We lived on the bottom level. It wasn't so bad, but for some reason, around the same time every night.. The elephants went on parade. It literally sounded like elephants were walking around on the roof. I thought that I had escaped that fate when we bought this house. I had no idea a family of raccoons had already taken rent out on our house.

I should have known. I really should have. The first night we moved in was my first encounter with, we'll call him Carl. Carl was a cute raccoon. I was sitting on my bed putting lotion on, my fiance was in the bathroom taking brushing his teeth. I felt like I was being watched, so I turned to my right and there he was. It was like in a cartoon! He was looking at me, watching me, from the sliding glass window in our bedroom!! I thought it was the coolest thing at the time, a raccoon was watching me put lotion on! I should have taken it more as a sign that, these guys didn't care I was here.. They were going to stay.

I remember the first night I heard them. I thought someone was running up our stairs and on the porch! I was home alone. It was night, and I was terrified! The next night the same thing :thump thump thump!: across the roof!! This time, Steven was home. He heard them too. We had the window open this time and we could hear noises, animal noises, so we opened the front sliding glass window and there they were, one, two, three, four heads popping out along the roof and around the tree (like the picture x's 4)

Sometimes, we'll be dead asleep then, it sounds like bodies hit the floor! Steven will yell a swear word and then he's up with his red rider bb gun trying to fight off those raccoons. They don't seem to care about us, our presences doesn't seem to bother them.. But Gizmo's does. Gizmo, our cat, seems to creep them out! He's a small little thing too. I don't know what it is about Gizmo that the raccoons don't like, but what ever it is, we're glad he's here. Keep up the good work Gizzy.