There are raccoons invading my house! I don’t know what to even do; I’m retired and live on my own so I don’t deal with these difficult problems myself, I usually call my brother or a neighbor to help. I don’t even clean my own windows, I pay a sweet boy from my neighborhood to deal with that and my rain gutters. I maintain my house well, but I don’t do it on my own. So let me ask you this, if you were a 72 year old woman who can barely control her 6 pound Yorkie, what would you do when 5 raccoons invaded your kitchen and wouldn’t leave?
Two nights ago, I made a fairly large dinner for my book club gals to celebrate our finishing of the classic “The Art of War”, by Sun Tzu. Not an easy read, but worth the time. We spent hours talking about the book and our families, and before I knew it, it was 10:30. We wrapped up and I started to clean up, but I was just so knackered I left anything that didn’t need to be refrigerated on the counter and went up to bed. The problem was, I forgot to put the doggy door cover on that keeps my little Tiny inside and other critters out. Which means at 12 am bright and early when I got up to visit the loo, there was quite a racket coming from downstairs.
I was shaking in my slippers as I made my way down to the kitchen to see what kind of intruder I had, and I was absolutely mortified when I was met by five raccoons tearing through my leftovers. Though I was scared, I remembered the words of the great General Tzu: “the supreme art of war is to subdue the enemy without fighting.” I repeated those words to myself as I ran out the backdoor with Tiny in my arms, leaving the door open behind me. My brother went back to the house yesterday morning to check it out, and there were no raccoons left, but there was quite a mess. I’m glad that the problem is over, but boy did it give me a fright.