Last night we set the humane trap again, having been cleaned completely out of sunflower seeds for several days in a row that are SUPPOSED to be shared by birds, squirrels, AND an occasional raccoon. This morning a BIG one, maybe the daddy of the pack, was in the trap, calmly waiting for us.
As we always try to do – unless the raccoon is hissing and spitting and trying to bite us – we fed our animals and then put the trap in the back of the truck. We travel about 5 miles away from the house and let them go in a small creek that runs under the road. I like to think they all meet again to enjoy the rest of their lives together.
This morning the trip to relocate the raccoon was a bit more eventful than usual.
On the way out to the little creek we saw three deer beside the road. They were on my husband’s side of the car, but I think they were close enough he could have reached out and touched one of them as we slowly went by.
Further down the twisty, turn-y road there was a bull in the middle of it!
We slowed and watched him as he gradually moved a bit to one side. We went VERY slowly around him. He didn’t move a muscle. I don’t know about my husband, but “I” was holding my breath.
Further down was one cow, munching grass right beside the road.
Finally, another raccoon raced across the road in front of our truck.
We let our raccoon out. He went right out of the trap and down into the creek. (It MAY be that he’s been through this before?)
We came home, hosed off the porch, and will re-bait the trap tonight to see if there are more.




