Fuck. Raccoon infestation.

[snickers]

Oh no, I'm sorry.

[emsumm]

It's like you live in Pawnee!

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a shotgun and a shovel? sorry, this sounds like bull.



(aside, the day my grandparents came to visit me at college, my grandfather told me if any of these "long haired idiot boys" bother me, to call him up because he has a shotgun and a shovel and will take care of it. and then he looked me dead in the eye and said "i mean it." and walked away.).

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do mothballs keep them away? can you make a perimeter?

note:  i have no idea if mothballs are harmful to raccoons.

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What do you have in the trap? The only thing that worked for us was tuna. Every time, the trap would have a mad as fuck raccoon waiting for us in the morning.

[Ruby Gloom]

We had a raccoon as a pet growing up - Peter. My sister accidentally closed him in the refrigerator and he shit all over our celery.

He met a tragic end when he and my dad had a no-holds-barred showdown in the bathroom one night. Lots of noise, hissing, shouting, and growling.

Then Peter "went to live in the woods with the other raccoons where he could find himself a wife and a family of his own."

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May 4, 2013 17:24:58 GMT -5 Ruby Gloom said:

We had a raccoon as a pet growing up - Peter. My sister accidentally closed him in the refrigerator and he shit all over our celery.

He met a tragic end when he and my dad had a no-holds-barred showdown in the bathroom one night. Lots of noise, hissing, shouting, and growling.

Then Peter "went to live in the woods with the other raccoons where he could find himself a wife and a family of his own."

We also had one! Her name was Whitney. She would steal anything shiny and hide it in the couch.