Hoots and Squawk!

Last week was noisy around here, at 3:30 am! Not really a time I enjoy being up, but I was! Hoots the owl was back and making so much noise. I would hear, “Hoot, Hoot” and then a “Squawk!” This was the second night in a row I heard the squawking, so I was afraid something was getting hurt.
The squawking continued, so I decided I needed to investigate, not even thinking that it could have been a skunk, a raccoon or heaven knows what else, I grabbed my flashlight, put on my shoes and went outside. The Hoot/Squawk continued and I found the tree it was coming from. I took my flashlight and started shining it up in the tree. What a shock it is to see an owl’s eyes in the light of a flashlight! And they are really big at 3:30 am! But sitting next to the big owl was a little fluffy thing. I had found my squawker….a baby owl! They are like fluffy balls. It was a great horned owl and her baby.

The hoot, hoot, squawking continued as I stood under the tree. They weren’t even afraid of me shining my flashlight at them. By this time, Emmet was sitting in the window meowing quite loudly. I was afraid he would wake the neighbors and if anyone saw me in my p.j’s shining a light into a tree, they might think I was nuts! I turned off my flashlight and went back into the house. It was time to go back to bed and try and sleep! Now that I knew I didn’t have to save anything, I would be able to relax and get another hour of sleep, hopefully! Enough investigating for one night!

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Super shooter Sue and the raccoons!

I opened the front door at 10 pm, leash in hand, Max ready to go do the nightly duties and HELLO…….there they were!  Sitting in front of my door, looking longingly at the dumpster still in my driveway from the new roof, were two HUGE raccoons.  They turned around and looked at Max and me.  Max barked, I knocked on the window, yelled “BOO” to scare them, but they just sat there looking at us like we were two crazy things making a lot of noise!  What to do?  I turned the porch light on and off, thinking maybe that would scare them.  No such luck.  These guys were brave!  I had to think fast!  Max had to go!!!

Out came the super soaker and I filled it up!  I should probably just have it filled up and ready at the door!  I opened the window on the screen door and soaked those critters!  They ran away and I thought, “GREAT!!!  Now Max can go do his thing!” I waited a minute and then started out the door, when all of a sudden a little masked face appeared around the dumpster corner.  I stopped, pulled Max back in and all of a sudden the other face appeared around the wheel.

This was a challenge; these little dudes were challenging me.  And they were not going to beat me.  Not this time.  They have dumped my garbage, scampered all over my roof, watched me through my bathroom skylight and scared me to death; but they were NOT going to stop me from going out in my front yard with my dog.  This was Sue vs. the coon duo. I was not going to lose.

By this time, they had come out of hiding and were sitting in front of the door again.  Brazen fellows. I grabbed my super soaker and filled it up again.  Very slowly I walked to the door.  I pulled the soaker back and started spraying.  I soaked and soaked.  Probably looked like a mad woman.  I ran back to the kitchen and filled up again.  When I came back to the door, they were just coming back around the corner of the dumpster.  Again, I soaked and they ran away.  My super soaker was empty, but I had an idea….my next fill up I put some vinegar in it mixed with the water and sprayed again, till it wouldn’t spray anymore. In fact, I think I wore the thing out; it wouldn’t work when I filled it again.

The raccoons were gone, but for how long?  I hurried out with Max, he did his duties, we ran back in and waited.  They didn’t come back while we waited, so I am declaring the win for Team Sue!!

I’m sure we will do battle again, but for now, time to go to bed and tomorrow it will be time to buy a new super soaker!

Here’s Sherman…..

I looked at the clock…2 a.m. Why on earth was Max barking at the back door? Was this a dream or had he actually jarred me out of a sound sleep? I believe it was the latter! I slowly got up, the barking still going strong, grabbed my flashlight and went out to the kitchen. I turned on the back porch light and there he was……..Sherman, the skunk, the friend I really don’t want to have!

A couple weeks ago at 6 am, Max and I were out in the back yard, taking care of business and Sherman came racing around the corner, stopped; looked at us; put his tail in the air and Max and I hightailed it in to the house. In the process of doing that, I slipped, sprained my back and knee and have been going to the chiropractor ever since to get things back where they belong! Thank heavens we did not get sprayed…..but, I wasn’t going to take any chances. I called a “skunk expert” and he said to put mothballs under my deck and shed. So, that is what was done. He said to take the dog out in front in the morning just to be safe. That is what I have been doing every day since.

Back to 2 am….I woke up fast, slammed the door and prayed he wouldn’t spray. I peeked out the shade on the window and he was still there, coming closer to the door. I took Max, went into the bedroom and sat there wondering what to do. I peeked out one more time and he was still there just looking up at the window. He was cute, but I knew what he could do if he got frightened or upset. I figured it would be best to just go back to bed and get some rest! I got Max calmed down and decided to be like Miss Scarlett and “think about it tomorrow!!”