Friday, October 3, 2008

Meet Rocky


He lives above our porch with his little family. Sometimes at night his babies (or are they adolescents now? I feel like I've watched them grow up right before my eyes) come out and hang on to the side of the house as they peep in the window and watch us cook. Creepy? yes. Cute? slightly. A problem? I think so.
I've told our landlord about our little buddies. Twice. Finally, I grabbed the landlord when he was at our house and pointed out to him where the raccoons were living. His response? "Really? @#$!%!! That's not good!" I had to laugh, because that was exactly why I had called TWICE!
That was about a month ago. The raccoons are still here. I think that my landlord might be scared of these little creatures. He's avoiding facing the problem. It's ok, I'm not willing to go near them. Hence the reason I want someone else to do it.

2 comments:

Marci Wittwer Butterfield said...

Oh how I miss these little friends of ours....

Nick and Erica Hart said...

Is this the "Rocky" that came to your bedroom window that one night and I locked you in??