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Really...
So, we've had a small raccoon problem for awhile. I thought I had cut off all access for the damned thing, but it still managed to come back to this lil nook created between our carport and garage. It was kinda the bane of my existance sometimes. I wanted to borrow a suppressed 22 and take care of it (sucks living close-in PDX)
Today, I finally got a trap.
And I put the trap on the roof.
Couple hours later, BAM! Gotcha good!
I inspected the space it called home, because the wife didn't want to learn of any babies being left behind. It was clear, so I boarded it up, yet again, and threw in some wire fencing as an added bonus.
Of course, I still hadn't even looked to make sure there was something in the trap at that point, I just could see that it had been tripped and the door was closed. So, 10 o'clock at night, I drag the ladder to the front of the house and climb up on the roof of the carport.
As soon as my eyes crested the roof I could see the eyeshine. I needed something to remember this nemesis by, so I took out my phone for a quick photo (above). It was (naturally) pissed. Even pissed all over itself and the roof. It was spitting and howling mad. Fortunately I had the foresight to tie a rope to lower the trap back down
On the way back down from the roof it got pissed again, howled, coughed, spit... and somehow managed to knock the door open. It jumped and landed inches from my wife's toes, bounced into a basement window well, jumped out (again, next to my wife) and ran off...
My wife laughed at me and said "goodnight"
So, we've had a small raccoon problem for awhile. I thought I had cut off all access for the damned thing, but it still managed to come back to this lil nook created between our carport and garage. It was kinda the bane of my existance sometimes. I wanted to borrow a suppressed 22 and take care of it (sucks living close-in PDX)
Today, I finally got a trap.
And I put the trap on the roof.
Couple hours later, BAM! Gotcha good!
I inspected the space it called home, because the wife didn't want to learn of any babies being left behind. It was clear, so I boarded it up, yet again, and threw in some wire fencing as an added bonus.
Of course, I still hadn't even looked to make sure there was something in the trap at that point, I just could see that it had been tripped and the door was closed. So, 10 o'clock at night, I drag the ladder to the front of the house and climb up on the roof of the carport.
As soon as my eyes crested the roof I could see the eyeshine. I needed something to remember this nemesis by, so I took out my phone for a quick photo (above). It was (naturally) pissed. Even pissed all over itself and the roof. It was spitting and howling mad. Fortunately I had the foresight to tie a rope to lower the trap back down
On the way back down from the roof it got pissed again, howled, coughed, spit... and somehow managed to knock the door open. It jumped and landed inches from my wife's toes, bounced into a basement window well, jumped out (again, next to my wife) and ran off...
My wife laughed at me and said "goodnight"