Years ago raccoons destroyed our birdfeeders. To my partner, this meant War.
We replaced the devastated plastic feeders with sturdy metal ones and my partner began a strict regime of taking down the birdfeeders at dusk and rehanging them every morning so the raccoon enemy had no chance of a free meal.
But then the raccoons countered by invading the pool. They swim in it. They steal toys out of it. Sometimes the toys are found in the surrounding woods, sometimes they are left on the deck - mocking us. One helpless rubber ducky disappeared one night, never to be seen again!
My partner is angry. ( I feel we live in the woods, wild animals live in the woods, things happen, let it go. ) But I must show solidarity with my partner because, well, because. So I nod and say "yes dear, they are very naughty raccoons."
Now we are visited during the day by one particular raccoon. Many times during the day, raiding our birdfeeders. I have my orders to be on the lookout for it and chase it away at every opportunity. "Yes, dear."
The thing is, I already had a soft spot for the poor thing. It's got a short stubby tail so probably had a painful accident at some point in it's life. Anyway, I say I chase it off, but I never really do. And then last week I got a really good look at her as she was climbing down a tree and I see big heavy mammary glands. I think she's nursing babies! No wonder she's coming out all day risking being chased by my partner.
So before, I was sort of an innocent bystander in this war. Now, I admit, I'm giving aid to the enemy. I'm being intentionally sloppy when filling the feeders so there's a lot of sunflower seeds hitting the ground. I actually bought a second secret bag of seed to help in my deception. I don't want my partner to see the current bag being depleted too quickly.
I have even toyed with the idea of leaving some kibble out in the woods for her, but if my partner found out...Oh the betrayal!
Ok, seriously, I know feeding a raccoon is not the smart thing to do but, come on, she's a mommy! ( and how frigging cute would it be if she showed up in the yard with her little babies. The sight of that would HAVE to be enough to get my partner to give up this pointless war!)
Here's hoping we all can learn to get along!
We replaced the devastated plastic feeders with sturdy metal ones and my partner began a strict regime of taking down the birdfeeders at dusk and rehanging them every morning so the raccoon enemy had no chance of a free meal.
But then the raccoons countered by invading the pool. They swim in it. They steal toys out of it. Sometimes the toys are found in the surrounding woods, sometimes they are left on the deck - mocking us. One helpless rubber ducky disappeared one night, never to be seen again!
My partner is angry. ( I feel we live in the woods, wild animals live in the woods, things happen, let it go. ) But I must show solidarity with my partner because, well, because. So I nod and say "yes dear, they are very naughty raccoons."
Now we are visited during the day by one particular raccoon. Many times during the day, raiding our birdfeeders. I have my orders to be on the lookout for it and chase it away at every opportunity. "Yes, dear."
The thing is, I already had a soft spot for the poor thing. It's got a short stubby tail so probably had a painful accident at some point in it's life. Anyway, I say I chase it off, but I never really do. And then last week I got a really good look at her as she was climbing down a tree and I see big heavy mammary glands. I think she's nursing babies! No wonder she's coming out all day risking being chased by my partner.
So before, I was sort of an innocent bystander in this war. Now, I admit, I'm giving aid to the enemy. I'm being intentionally sloppy when filling the feeders so there's a lot of sunflower seeds hitting the ground. I actually bought a second secret bag of seed to help in my deception. I don't want my partner to see the current bag being depleted too quickly.
I have even toyed with the idea of leaving some kibble out in the woods for her, but if my partner found out...Oh the betrayal!
Ok, seriously, I know feeding a raccoon is not the smart thing to do but, come on, she's a mommy! ( and how frigging cute would it be if she showed up in the yard with her little babies. The sight of that would HAVE to be enough to get my partner to give up this pointless war!)
Here's hoping we all can learn to get along!