We have raccoons that visit us nightly. They are a regular part of our life in so many fun way: we daily load heavy rocks on top of the garage can, we clean up after their nightly adventures and Jason very often goes to war with the little rascals. They are smart, coordinated and hungry. This means that the rock that we carefully remember to put on the trash just becomes another way for them to mock us (as it is no challenge at all for them). Jason watched a team of them one night scoot the rock off the can. He was very impressed with the little devils teamwork. The are not easily intimidated and seem rather offended when one of their raids are interrupted.
Jason is very passionate in his appeals to them to leave our trash alone. He has chased them with many things, yelled in crazy loud tongues to scare them away and has had many a stare down with them. They often look at Jason with a "oh yea, what are you going to do about" look. I am always in the background laughing, enjoying the battles and often hopping that the neighbors do not hear (we do have our yes on proposition 8 poster clearly placed in our front yard) and wonder what the crazy pastor man is doing, maybe they think it some weird religious ritual, who knows. They (the raccoons not our neighbors) come almost every night and we find them on the deck often, especially on school days where they enjoy the left overs from the kids snack time. We have had several skunks and rats visit as well but none are as faithful as the raccoon. And it supplies much night time pleasure for the Pastor!! I mean what man doesn't enjoy fending off the enemy and protecting his family from invaders!!! Maybe I should post a video so you all could enjoy it as much as I do. That could be my Christmas present to all of our faithful readers.
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My dad (David Bertsch) has some great raccoon war stories, they do usually get the best of the fight.
I can totally picture this. My parents bought an air pistol to ward off the raccoons in their backyard. I also remember camping trips where the raccoons unzipped coolers during the night and stole food from us.
They are wicked clever little beasts and fearless too. Kusie came up with a way to keep our trash safe back when they would climb the grapevine to our deck and rummage through the trash cans we kept there. He took some rope and strung it through the trash can handles and then hung the cans from a hook in the part of the roof that overhung the deck. But you have to hang it high enough because they will push any available object over to the cans in order to climb up to reach them.
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