Comments on: Stacy Met Some Raccoons

By: Stacy

Stacy — Thu, 25 Jun 2009 03:13:33 +0000

@xultar, I don’t know! We haven’t seen them since! We never saw her go back up on the roof.

And no worries… we have professionals on the case

By: dennis

dennis — Tue, 23 Jun 2009 23:39:49 +0000

Nothing cute about raccoons in a house. Theiir droppings can cause a number of serious diseases in humans. Get a professional to help with this. Essentially what you have is a sewee backup in the atic due to the droppings. Besides raccoons can be very nasty when cornered nd they DO have sharp teeth

By: DaveL

DaveL — Tue, 23 Jun 2009 20:36:00 +0000

I didn’t read the rest of the story… how did they end up tasting?

By: lir

lir — Tue, 23 Jun 2009 19:07:50 +0000

At my parent’s house one year, we had a family of raccoons living in our chimney. We’d be eating dinner and hear the cooing sounds, pound on the chimney, and then they’d stop. Eventually, the babies grew up and the family left, but there were there for a whole season.

As for the sounds ‘coons make, the cooing is cute, but the fighting noise is terrible. More then once I’ve been woken up in the middle of the night by what sounds like terrible, terrible high pitched squeals and yells, almost sounding as if they came from a little dog. My blood would run cold until I would remember that it was just a raccoon, and go back to sleep. Raccoons screaming is almost as bad as peacocks screaming through your neighborhood at 3 AM. (Don’t know why suburbia had peacocks flying around at night, but we most certainly did.)

By: xultar

xultar — Tue, 23 Jun 2009 18:22:17 +0000

What happened to the one she put back in the roof? I hope she came back and got it.

By: Yvonne

Yvonne — Tue, 23 Jun 2009 18:04:35 +0000

I had the “pleasure” of hosting a raccoon in the attic of my kitchen at a small apartment I once rented…it would come down at night through the utility closet door and eat my cats’ food. I didn’t catch on at first until one night I heard something and all 3 of my cats were on the bed looking at me like “Yeah, what are you going to do about it?” I ran to the kitchen in time to see a fuzzy tail go through the door. Putting a VERY heavy bass amp was no deterrent, neither was the radio which the landlord tried, but eventually he went away.