It turns out there was more at work than just the weather: our raccoon friend was back!
I have to give him credit; he's kinda bold. We were introduced to him one night when we let the dogs out and they promptly cornered him on the deck. After a bit of snarling and snapping, we coaxed the dogs back inside and watched him for a bit. The hoodlum was raiding our feeder, draining it of sunflower seeds.
I drew a compromise: I left a few kibbles of dog food outside, and brought in the feeder each night. All was well, until I noticed that our hummingbird feeder was empty the next day... Surely not Rascal... right?
Wrong. |
He has no shame. |
We watched him tilt it, then drink as it dribbled down his arm. |
While Katie assures me that the dog food is a big draw for the ants and outdoor cockroaches we're seeing, I maintain that it's Rascal's fault: all that sugary water must have been the cause. I've decided that Rascal gets a few pieces of carrot from here on out...
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