Vermin. Such a disgusting word. It makes me think of spitting and snarling, which is how I feel right now.
Storytime
We've had a raccoon get into our ceiling. Not onto our roof, into our ceiling, and it pads around and scratches and scratches and scratches, it's so loud and so close it sounds like it's going to fall right through our ceiling and right onto our heads. It steals our sleep and makes me crazy.
Wildlife Protection was contacted about the situation and they came and set up some traps, giving me the charge to check them every morning and reporting every morning if there was a Catch or No Catch. I forgot to call one morning and they put me through the wringer. It's not a pleasant experience being chewed out by an animal catcher.
The good news is we caught the little stinker.
Here's proof:
The bad news is some idiot, bleeding heart, let him go before Wildlife Protection was able to get here to take him away.
So now we'll continue to have raccoon problems, and I'll have to continue go to out every morning and call in my report. They say the chances of catching him again are very low now that he knows the trick.
I'm so mad I could spit, and to make it worse I have strong suspicions on who the guilty party is, which just angers me more.
P.S. It's against the law to mess with animal traps, and those people aren't interested in being merciful, they take this stuff very seriously.
Storytime
We've had a raccoon get into our ceiling. Not onto our roof, into our ceiling, and it pads around and scratches and scratches and scratches, it's so loud and so close it sounds like it's going to fall right through our ceiling and right onto our heads. It steals our sleep and makes me crazy.
Wildlife Protection was contacted about the situation and they came and set up some traps, giving me the charge to check them every morning and reporting every morning if there was a Catch or No Catch. I forgot to call one morning and they put me through the wringer. It's not a pleasant experience being chewed out by an animal catcher.
The good news is we caught the little stinker.
Here's proof:
Don't you dare think for a second that he's cute! |
The bad news is some idiot, bleeding heart, let him go before Wildlife Protection was able to get here to take him away.
So now we'll continue to have raccoon problems, and I'll have to continue go to out every morning and call in my report. They say the chances of catching him again are very low now that he knows the trick.
I'm so mad I could spit, and to make it worse I have strong suspicions on who the guilty party is, which just angers me more.
P.S. It's against the law to mess with animal traps, and those people aren't interested in being merciful, they take this stuff very seriously.