A
racoon huddling in a corner of a long narrow cage.
All
alone.
Frightened.
Eyes as
big as pancakes.
He was
being transported out of someone’s house and yard to a new home in the country.
It
broke my heart.
His
eyes were absolutely pleading with me.
He looked
like he was about to cry- and so was I.
Why am
I looking at a racoon in a cage?
Because
we had to have TK Pest control come by the house to set a trap for another wild
thing- a skunk. Twenty years at this house and we have never had a problem with
skunk, racoon squirrel or chipmunk. The racoon had been trapped earlier in the
afternoon, stripped of his animal freedom- for a while at least.
The
skunk that has been haunting our property sprayed our Schnauzer on Sunday.
She
brought the smell into the house and we can’t get rid of it. We have been down
on our knees smelling carpets, floors and furniture for two days and can’t find
the spot we missed where the odour de Pepe LePue is coming from.
We may
have Pepe in a cage in the next few hours. Hopefully, alone. The nice man from
TK said it could be a mother skunk about to give birth.
Imaginary
superior being- help us!
Two
years back, a next door neighbour had 9 skunks pulled from beneath a garden
shed. The removal process was so expensive for our “Senior Neighbours”, my
hubbie Tom went around the neighbourhood collecting money to help them offset
the cost.
I
believe the animals are just getting smarter and breeding more within City
Limits. We are overrun. I hate being wakened to the smell of skunk at 315 a.m. You
can taste the pungent odour on your tongue.
Feel it
on your face.
It
clings to fabrics and carpets.
So, we’ll
see what transpires.
UPDATE
Yesterday
we didn’t see a skunk but had 3 racoons in two cages. You see, the day before
we moved our cage to the neighbours- that’s the neighbour who had 9 skunks a
couple of years back. Another neighbour had their dog “skunked” at 1030 in the
morning. They saw a mother skunk herding her 5 babies under the neighbour’s
shed- the neighbour with the 9 skunks two years ago?
Are you
following this?
Anyway,
we concentrated our efforts there, hence 3 adorable baby racoons.
Frightened
in cages.
We
released them.
They
had chowed down on two tins of Sardines.
We
re-set the cages.
Now
this morning the cages are empty.
Mrs.
Skunk must have realized we humans were a big pain in the neck.
The
racoons too looked for food in other places.
Maybe the
big bins out the back door at McDonalds.
Good
Gosh!
I
thought Scientology and Jehovahisim was hard to get your head around.
I mean
aliens within us?
Dragging
old people to your front door to get them into Heaven- or at least rob them of
their money.
Disgusting.
Look. We
are immortal in a sense.
That I
believe.
Nothing
religious. Nothing Jesus-like.
It’s just
simple.
We continue
another “existence” after this earthly one.
Just makes
sense.
Skunks
and their odour?
Now
that doesn’t make sense. I mean they are cute as a puddy tat but really, do
something about your body odour kids!
