We Discovered Who Our Visitor Is

fureverywhere

beloved friend who will always be with us in spiri
Location
Northern NJ, USA
I wrote awhile ago about Sophie going apecrap over the back door of the garage. Sometimes she would stand there barking at the roof. Other times she would lean so far over the steps she would almost topple off. A few times she would start snorting and barking and Callie would gamely come over.

He has almost zero prey drive, he'd sniff a bit like " Okay, the perimeter is clear" and march off to snuffle elsewhere. But Sophie was crazed by that side of the garage. We took flashlights several times and didn't see a thing. Even a search of the inside of the garage and nothing there.

I thought she might be hallucinating in her old age. Tonight my husband saw the tail disappear under the eaves...a real live raccoon.
 

I don't know about the house. We have mice galore. But Sophie will kill anything she can get ahold of. I don't think any of the cats are stupid enough to challenge a grown raccoon. Paws crossed there's no access to the house.
 

Sophie's a good guard dog, glad she wasn't hallucinating. We had some raccoon activity years back, was coming into our garage and tearing into the dog food we had there and the trash. We set up a way to catch him in there, and in the middle of the night sure enough he pushed open the garage door and entered.

Once in there we turned on the light and he went wild. We just wanted, now that we verified what it was, to just get him to exit out the same door he came in. Well he climbed up the wall and onto the rafters. As my husband tried to poke at him with a long plank of wood to get him to run out, he peed on him. :D Always brings a smile now when we talk about that night. We left the garage with the door wide open, and he eventually went out.
 
At the moment the future of the home ownership is in the balance. There are holes in the garage roof. As long as Rocky doesn't get into the house, he's free to stay in the garage. I just don't want anymore conflicts with Sophie. She killed a groundhog awhile back. Poor Callie got his face ripped in the process. No scars, but too close to his eye for comfort.
 
We were at my niece's house for Christmas two years ago and they had raccoons. But those things were HUGE. Really if you stood near one it came almost to human knee height.
 


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