Posted by Suzanne McMinn | Permalink
Deer in the meadow bottom.
I can’t drive down the road here to my little farmhouse in the boonies without seeing all kinds of wildlife– chipmunks, squirrels, turtles, bunnies, birds, groundhogs, and deer, lots of deer. Usually, right in front of my car, leaping out of the woods suddenly and scaring the crap out of me. They run away just as I reach for my camera.
I love the wildlife, except for this one raccoon. I thought he was so cute at first. I had no idea raccoons were so pretty till I saw this one up close, on the porch. Gorgeous! So I thought then. And HUGE! I didn’t know raccoons were so big. Now I’m thinking he’s some kind of mutant raccoon with anger management issues. I’m starting to hate this raccoon. He broke the lid off my dogfood container, and every night he takes down my bird feeders, dumps them, and pigs out.
But just eating my food isn’t enough, apparently.
You can see in this picture where he took down the squirrel feeder and devoured the corn. Then he took down the suet feeder. And after he got done consuming every last scrap of my suet, he stomped on the suet feeder in his rage that there was no more. STOMPED ON IT. Ruined it.
In an attempt to run him off, I’m going to have to stop putting out suet and bird seed for awhile. (Spice will NOT be a happy camper when I shut down her kitty amusement park.) If you never hear from me again, it’s because the Angry Raccoon broke into my house and is holding me hostage. Send suet.
Desdemona. 
She’s here.
She’s there.
She’s everywhere!
I’m supposed to WORK LIKE THIS? 
