My buddy just left work, and said: "I gotta go home and deal with some raccoons in the attic." My ears perked up; you can imagine I have a solution in mind.
This guy grew up on the south side of Chicago, where all the shootings are happening now. He learned how to avoid that, helped catch some guys robbing his dad's truck...
But he wants to trap and relocate them.
Me: "So they can go in someone ELSE'S attic?!"
Him: "Hehehe"
Me: "OK then, let me know when they've caused enough monetary damage that you're willing to take The Final Solution. I'll do it, free of charge."
Now that he left, I wonder if he'll be out the next couple days getting stitched up.
How did the coons get in there? He's going to have to find it and shore it up. Did they crap and pee all over the insulation up there? He'll have to clean that up and re-fluff the insulation at that point.
My other colleague had chipmunks dig under a sidewalk slab, causing it to sink on one side. It'll probably crack next winter. His wife and kids like to trap them and release them in a parking lot near a forest preserve. Mighty nice of them. I'd probably just pour a gallon of turpentine down the hole and be done with it. Or snipe them when they show up under the feeder. This guy was raised on farms near Green Bay too. His dad used to shoot excess feral cats by the dozen, but he's fully urbanized now, it seems.
Mom can't have the wildflowers she wants, because the rabbits eat them. I told her keep the wildflowers and I'll get us hasenpfeffer dinner for free. No dice.
It's tough to be an airgunner sometimes.
This guy grew up on the south side of Chicago, where all the shootings are happening now. He learned how to avoid that, helped catch some guys robbing his dad's truck...
But he wants to trap and relocate them.
Me: "So they can go in someone ELSE'S attic?!"
Him: "Hehehe"
Me: "OK then, let me know when they've caused enough monetary damage that you're willing to take The Final Solution. I'll do it, free of charge."
Now that he left, I wonder if he'll be out the next couple days getting stitched up.
How did the coons get in there? He's going to have to find it and shore it up. Did they crap and pee all over the insulation up there? He'll have to clean that up and re-fluff the insulation at that point.
My other colleague had chipmunks dig under a sidewalk slab, causing it to sink on one side. It'll probably crack next winter. His wife and kids like to trap them and release them in a parking lot near a forest preserve. Mighty nice of them. I'd probably just pour a gallon of turpentine down the hole and be done with it. Or snipe them when they show up under the feeder. This guy was raised on farms near Green Bay too. His dad used to shoot excess feral cats by the dozen, but he's fully urbanized now, it seems.
Mom can't have the wildflowers she wants, because the rabbits eat them. I told her keep the wildflowers and I'll get us hasenpfeffer dinner for free. No dice.
It's tough to be an airgunner sometimes.