Day One Hundred Sixty Eight 2012

This is hubby Neil after spending several hours underneath our house, trying to clean up the mess (and I mean that literally) that the family of four raccoons made. He still has a lot of work to do yet, because the basement was pretty nasty to begin with. The smell the raccoons left behind isn’t as bad as it was. They have left the basement, it seems, but they have since moved into Neil’s shed/airplane hanger/man cave. And he thought they were soooo cute when they started hanging out in our yard. He has since changed his tune about that. Having to slither around on your belly in a crawl space about a foot tall will do that to you.

Day One Hundred Sixty Five 2012

When hubby Neil opened the basement door yesterday evening, four raccoons were sitting on the top step. Three of them ran back down into the basement. This one crawled into a corner and tried to blend in with the wood. It didn’t move or even look at us, probably thinking ‘If I can’t see them, they can’t see me, so I’m safe.’  We just recently discovered this family of critters living underneath our house. They’ve pretty much destroyed the insulation, and they’re causing a major stink in our house. Moth balls helped for a while (but that smell was about as bad as the raccoon stench). Neil has found their entrance holes, but he has to make sure the critters are out of there before he can plug up the holes. If we can’t get them out soon and plug up the holes, then I guess we’re going to have to call Raccoon Busters and have them trapped and taken far far away.