Rocky Raccoon

A large raccoon lives in our neighborhood. I found this out before we even moved in. Jonas and Judy spent a night here in our sun room during Bri's graduation weekend and they told me they saw it in the yard. Then Dude saw it in the tree shortly after we moved in. It's a big sucker. THEN we heard it one night in the kiddie pool having a grand time with the tupperware the girls had left in there. But today a line has been crossed. The little bastard was playing in the kiddie pool first thing this morning in broad daylight. Dude had to chase it away with a stick. Aren't they supposed to be nocturnal? WTF? Rocky wasn't too cool about being removed from his fun new play space either. He was a little aggressive toward Dude. All of this = NOT COOL.


I called Multnomah County Animal Services and they told me to call the Oregon Department of Fish and Wildlife. Which I did. And I was told that not only do they not deal with stuff like this, but there isn't an agency that does. She suggested that I trap the raccoon myself and find someone to euthanize it. And what they will do to help is issue me a permit to do the trapping. Um, okaaaaaay. That's not happening. Does one post an ad on Craigslist to find someone to euthanize a raccoon? 

For the love of all things holy. Belly is standing on one side of my chair and the Bug just came up to the other. They are pooping AT THE SAME TIME. Ugh. Twins. I've gotta go...

1 comments:

Bridget McCarthy said...

HHHAAAAAAHHHHHHHAAAAAAAA!!!!

I don't know which is better... the craigslist post or the dual poopage!