Campgottagopee
Well-known member
- Joined
- Jul 20, 2020
Wildlife
- Thread starter Brownski
- Start date
Ya won’t have to prune as much.
freeheeln
Well-known member
- Joined
- Dec 4, 2020
They love apples.
Campgottagopee
Well-known member
- Joined
- Jul 20, 2020
Most definitely.
That's my parents house. This time of year you can set your watch for dusk, they come out everyday.
Reminds me it s good time to prune fruit trees.
I’ll put the sticks out back so they won’t have to walk so far.
“The raccoon was trapped by the pasta area by LSU students so it would not run,” Accius said.
Cajuns gotta cajun.
Wonder if the corndog area be quicker.
www.lsureveille.com
Cajuns gotta cajun.
Wonder if the corndog area be quicker.
Raccoon falls through 459 Dining Hall ceiling in room of packed students
A raccoon fell through the ceiling of the 459 Dining Hall into the dining area Wednesday night as students were eating.
gorgonzola
Well-known member
- Joined
- Jul 21, 2020
haha I didn't read the whole thing but had a similar experience...“The raccoon was trapped by the pasta area by LSU students so it would not run,” Accius said.
Cajuns gotta cajun.
Wonder if the corndog area be quicker.
Raccoon falls through 459 Dining Hall ceiling in room of packed students
A raccoon fell through the ceiling of the 459 Dining Hall into the dining area Wednesday night as students were eating.
After college I was working as an intern architect in New Rochelle, it was a really cool office in an old diner that had been relocated to a marina right on the Sound. There were a lot of critters around, one day I heard a scratching sound in the ceiling above me. I quietly tapped on the low ceiling to get the mouse to move along. Well I startled a raccoon pretty good and he knocked out the acoustical ceiling panel. Catching the tee as he was falling, his tail and ass swung right into my face sending me sprawling onto my back screaming like a little girl! Everyone in the open office just stared in shock as he scurried back into the ceiling.
The landlord was a bit of a character (I guess you would have to be to drop an old diner in a marina) and sent down an armed posse to get rid the unwanted tenant. They started ripping apart the diner's skirting and fascia on their hunt creating quite a hysterical office debate on the ethical extermination of office raccoons. Ultimately the hunt was called off and humane traps were set. A few days later I was drafting away and had the eerie feeling of being watched. I looked out the window over my shoulder and two 'coons were sitting up in the open fascia looking at me enough to say, yea that's the fucker I made shit his pants, lol
