November 9th, 2003
|05:03 am - We shall be together, living in the eaves|
There is something or someone living in the eaves of the house and currently they're right by my computer desk. They are clambering and scrattling around at a very odd location -- halfway between the second and third floors -- and are rustling wires, pushing aside rubble, making old boards creak, and every now and then falling over. Sounds heavy enough (and uncoordinated enough) to be raccoons. Heard some claws against wood, yep, it's coons. And at 5 AM they're really making a really loud nuisance of themselves. Both cats are showing equal parts interest, amusement and indifference, which is really what cats do best.
But I'm more concerned about the fact that these bastards are loud, they're in the eaves, and I don't want my downstairs neighbors thinking it's me or my cats fooling around in the walls at 5 in the morning, eh.
So to sum up:
Raccoons on the deck: Aw so cute
Raccoons in the walls: Get the hell out
Poor little raccoons. They're just trying to stay warm in the harsh Cambrigian winters.
You don't want them to FREEZE TO DEATH, do you?
You heartless monster. ;-)
There's a perfectly fine overturned sofa on the deck that they've gutted like a dead tauntaun. No need for 'em to be scrabbling about in my walls at 5 AM. They were falling over every 30 seconds. Thud! Thud! Thud!
It was like having a drunk roommate stumble home and forget which side of the wall the light switch was on.
There was a raccoon on my parents' deck this evening. My god, that sucker was huge. Thirty, forty pounds.
|Date:||November 10th, 2003 11:27 pm (UTC)|| |
Make the bad thoughts stop
Raccoons in the walls. Sounds like a Disney-fied version of Lovecraft. Ew.
|Date:||November 11th, 2003 03:18 am (UTC)|| |
Re: Make the bad thoughts stop
I can't wait to see Disney's Dunwich Horror, featuring all-new songs by Elton John and Phil Collins!