As I threatened to do yesterday, this evening I went up on the roof and pulled down the trailcam.
Are there raccoons up there? Let’s put it this way. It was about sunset, maybe a little after when I went out. When I unlatched and rolled open the heavy sliding glass door to the patio, which is directly under the entrance to their under-eaves hidey-hole, there was a clatter of feet above me as they scrambled back inside.
“Run away!! Run away!!”
As I was walking around on the roof, maybe ten feet from said hidey-hole entrance, I could just see a little black face peeking around the corner in the shadows, ready to sound the alarm if I did anything “funny.”
I did not do anything “funny.”
I did pull off over three months of pictures. Over 10,000 pictures. (I won’t put all of them up here, although that would be an interesting thing to build a twitterbot for…)
One of the first things I did find was an example of the kind of ruckus that I was complaining about last night. This series of photos covers about ninety seconds and makes the sort of racket that will wake me up all the way at the other end of the house.
For best effect, download them all and then “flip” through them quickly to more or less animate them.
I haven’t been hearing the raccoons up on the roof at night in a couple of months, but there was one last night. He/she must have been the scout.
Tonight it sounds like a freakin’ herd of them up there and they’re playing football, or tap dancing, or sumo wrestling, or something.
The wildlife CAM is still up there – probably time to check and see if the batteries are still holding out. (It’s been months – the batteries will NOT have held out. That’s a sucker bet.)
Meanwhile, a better use for the camera (once I put new batteries in it) might be to watch some of the possibly broken screens that lead to the crawl space under the house. While we regularly (once a month or so, maybe twice) smell the neighborhood skunk in the worst possible way, it’s always a situation where you smell it at both ends of the house, inside, outside, all around the town! However, we’ll occasionally get a whiff, not bad, not strong, and only by the garage and/or connected laundry room.
It does make me wonder if they’ve found a way to make a pest of themselves even more so than average.
Time to go hunting. With a camera, just to be clear!
As the original post I saw said, “That’s pretty much EXACTLY how I would expect someone to talk after they got hit by lightning!”
I thought that I might need to call the paramedics to revive me ’cause I could barely breathe.
I’ve worked two jobs before, but I was younger and more stupid then. And I was getting paid for both jobs, not just one of them.
So maybe I wasn’t more stupid then.
Damn, I hope there are some cool airplanes to fly as a payoff here one of these days.
While we did build these hangers to be the home of flying things, we prefer fixed-wing critters.
No bees or beekeepers were harmed in the making of this story.
Filed under CAF, Critters
Long day, long week, too much adrenaline.
Closing up the office, cleaning crew already come and gone, heading toward the door, I noticed something bright off to the east.
I’m betting if I were up there looking back down here, I wouldn’t be wishing that I were down here.