The raccoon, that is. Jim & I went back to Rural King to buy another finch feeder like the one I had gotten there before so now I have spare parts on hand. While we were there, Jim came upon a 2 for 1 deal on animal traps. A large one and a small one. We set it last night under the deck with a paper plate of semi-fried bacon & grease in it. Shortly after dusk, we heard the raccoon on the top deck already going after my new finch feeder (which, by the way, I secured to the hanger with some straps) and Jim scared him off. I went to bed & was reading when Jim yelled up that he caught the raccoon in the trap. He asked if I wanted to come down to see it and I told him no because I'd feel sorry for it. Not that I like the raccoon, especially since it's been messing with my stuff, but I thought I'd feel bad that it would have to stay in the cage all night until Jim took it to be released on his way to work this morning.
He released it at the Family Arena area and he said when he opened the door it shot out of there really fast. When he bought the trap I told him it would probably be a continuous job because more than likely there are several raccoons back in the woods. He said he knew this and it was okay. I think his dormant, Daniel Boone is surfacing...
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I think you've got that wrong---I think it's Jim's dormant Jed Clampet (carpet in the garage and all).
Funny you should say that. Jim went & picked up Meagan from college last night and when they pulled into the driveway, he had all her stuff piled in the back of his truck with the raccoon trap on top. I told them, "here come the Clampets!"
P.S. I finally won and he removed the carpeting from beneath my car but he still has 8 rugs in the garage.
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