Sydney’s been having some problems with the bird feeder. Despite the fact that it has a weight-sensitive bar, supposedly so that squirrels can’t get at what light little birds can, the squirrels have been into the feed. So Sydney’s taped the top, and when he came out in the morning to see the feeder twisted around and food all over the ground, he taped the feeder to the tree. Still there are problems. So he’s been bringing the feeder to the front steps at night, with the idea that he will only set out the feeder when it’s daylight and we’ll be around to catch the thieving squirrels.
Just before 5am, he woke up and called me to look at the visitors on our front steps. The squirrels weren’t at the feeder, but the raccoons were! Two round and fuzzy raccoons didn’t stop eating because we were there, even when we turned on the lights. One even hissed at Sydney when he began to open the door!
Now I can say I’ve had a good look at a raccoon (two feet away!), and though they’re cute, I think they just scream “Trouble!”