Showing posts with label Raccoons. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Raccoons. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 11, 2018

A Trio of Muggers

These little ones
can get into more mischief
and still look so innocent!
 
 
"Are you talking to us?"
 
 
 
"If I hide in these flowers,
she can't see me!"
 
 
"Mom said if we came after dark
she couldn't see us.....
Boy, was she wrong!"
 
 
My flowers were pretty.....once!
 
Have a Happy Day!


Monday, April 30, 2012

Does Something Look Different About this Raccoon?

It seems like something is missing.


What happened to it's little black mask?


Saturday, July 9, 2011

Show us the Way to Go Home - We're Tired and We Want to Go to Bed

Each Spring or early Summer we have some little visitors.














Often they come in the middle of the night to raid any remaining bird food and also to empty out my flower pots just in case a seed might have dropped in one of them. They also must take a bath in the water I have set out for the birds, because the next morning it is usually the color of mud.

Last night towards dusk my husband called me upstairs--Two babies were out on their own without their mommy.

"Wow! " Look at this place. I think we hit the jackpot."


"But...but...There's something big over there watching us."




"I think we need to go UP."
"This might not be a good idea."
"I'm as far UP as I can go."


"Mom!  We need help!"

 "I'm tired....Maybe we should just take a nap till Mom comes looking for us."


"I smell something to eat."


"Just what we were looking for."
"Oh, oh.  There's that light flashing at us again."


"Maybe we can scare it off if we look like a "two-headed monster."



"How do we get out of here?"



 "Could it be this way?"

"It's scarry, but I think DOWN is the right way to go."
"Here we go."


 "Will Mom ever come to get us?

to Show us the Way to Go Home."


"We're Tired and We Want to Go to Bed."

Thursday, July 9, 2009

You Can't Really See Me--Can You?


Last night at about twilight, I heard a lot of commotion at one of our bird feeding stations. What I saw as I looked out a window was four "little muggers," as my husband calls them. Two of them were sitting and swaying on the platform feeder, another was hanging on the long feeder, and the forth was stretched between the pole and the platform feeder. Of course, by the time I got my camera, I missed "the picture."



"We just stopped by to see if the birds left anything for us."


"Hey, are you looking at me lady?"



"I think I need to go check out what's up there."

" Oh, oh, she's still there!"

"Maybe, if I hide behind this flower she won't see me."

"Hurry up, there's another one of us trying to get up here."
"I can't--I'm pretending to be a flower."



"I think the birds missed some seeds here."

"Just like I thought--Lots of good stuff left."


"Hey, you're going to get us in big trouble if you sit in her flowers."

"Oh dear, I think I have a problem."


"Do I really have to go, lady?"

P.S. Last December I had another post about a visit by some baby racoons that you may enjoy called Bird Feeder Bandits.

Friday, November 14, 2008

Bird Feeder Bandits


One evening last Spring my husband called me to look out onto the deck outside our kitchen on the second floor of our house. A mother raccoon had apparently taken her new family on an outing to check out the neighborhood bird feeders and our deck was on her list. When she saw me, the mother took one of her babies and climbed down to safety; however, the other six were left sitting on our deck fence. I went out and talked to them and told them they would have to leave. Unfortunately, they did not understand my language, nor did they have any idea how to climb down. My scolding them did not seem to work either. Finally after they had climbed down to the deck floor I encouraged them gently with a broom to go back down the way they had come up--or so I thought.














When they had finally disappeared from the deck, I went downstairs to see if they had left. I found them all clinging to the trellis below, still not knowing how to back down. It took a couple of hours but their mother must have finally come back to retrieve her family. Needless to say, my bird feeders need to be taken in every night or else they are destroyed by my little friends, who by now have gotten to be pretty big.