caught in the night

April 29, 2009 at 9:51 pm · Filed under Creatures

Home invasion!!! And this time it’s not ants.

A few weeks ago I woke up in the early morning hours to here scratch scratch scratching sounds coming from what seemed to be inside the wall I sleep next too. Then a few clatters and more scratching. Rats? Mice? I forgot about it later the next day.

A few days later the lady next door pointed out the problem. She invited us to view from her deck the hole torn open in our roof right above the gutter. “I’ve seen this guy, he’s big! A raccoon!!” she exclaimed. The rascal…

He (she?) didn’t show up for a while and the hole was patched up.

I just realized that it’s very likely the raccoon could be female AND she could be trying to build a nest to give birth. Oooooohhhh…I’m conflicted. Raccoon in house but…baby raccoons!! Internet research leads to more gn’awwing over baby raccoon photos.

Anyway, last week the raccoon came back. This time not so late at night and I was sitting in my bed looking out the window to see a shower of shingles fall to the ground. I gave it a holler, “hey you!!” (What else are you going to yell?) It looked at me for a few moments. Then jumped onto the roof. We found it waiting there:

It’s amazing how these guys *know* when they are safe. You yell and they look at you kind of like, “oh yeah…and what are you going to do about it?”. We couldn’t do much then but last weekend we wrapped stove piping around the beams it was using to get to the roof.

So far no more scratching. Good but…oh geez I still love these guys.

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9 years later she snapped again

April 28, 2009 at 5:35 pm · Filed under Photographs

As the annual barrage of registration and billing related emails comes in from my hosting company I am reminded of my little corner in the Inter-Net that’s collecting dust. Should I shut’er down? I guess not, I guess I didn’t. I guess I’ve been caught up in things away from the computer, enjoying outlets for ramblings other than the screen and my keyboard.
But I sort of miss documenting. Pieces and scraps and only a bit of the whole but when you look at them later they do matter.
Like this photo I carried around with me for 9 years and happened to be using as a bookmark when I was driving by Bow Lake this past fall:


Nine years was a long time ago and even the 7 months ago this picture was taken seems like an eon.

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