So…most people who know me are aware that I live in a fx’er up house that has a bit of privacy and isn’t in the woods but has a rather verdant area surrounding my immediate yard. This of course leads to a variety of critters being observed on a daily basis from the beautiful hawk that frequents my backyard, to the crazy squirrel, to the raccoons.

Now the raccoons have always been cool…except for the time they stole my headphones out of the convertible but that was my fault for not closing the top. One raccoon in particular is a big fatty and he has been known to sit outside on my window ledges and watching TV with us. Cool.

What isn’t cool is that about a week or two ago, this raccoon decided to claw in through a hole in my roof I had patched and make a home in the attic. I repatched one hole but the son of a bitch dug another…so this time I REALLY patched both holes when I thought he was not home.

The night after doing this, I came home from the movies, walked into the living room, and sat down. I then proceeded to do one of those, “Did I just really see that?”

Sure enough, the cover to my attic was knocked down…something had entered the house from the attic. So I spent the next 10 minutes searching the house for a loose raccoon only to go into my bathroom and via my excellent Holmesian (Sherlock…not John) sleuthing abilities determine the raccoon had exited here.

This was largely due to the paw printsa all over my commode and wall and the tear in the screen of the bathroom window. Sonofa!

That was a couple of days ago and we have had no additional invasions so I think we are safe for now…that being said…I’m keeping Charlie close to protect me for the next few nights!