I had a couple of raccoons at the grill just outside of my kitchen door not too long ago. I figured that I would turn on the porch light, open the door and they would run off in sheer terror. What actually happened wasOne of them looked inside and made a dash for the door, trying to get in my kitchen!!! I though I was in some weird Ray Milland "Night of the Killer Raccoons" flick. I've had adventures with aggressive possums as well, back when I lived in suburbia.
Yeh, he's not doing them any favors...on so many levels. But the upside is they won't be squeezing through little openings to get into his neighbors' attics anymore (assuming they can even still climb that high)...and the myth of mothballs as a repellent shall persist.
RACCOON STEW 1 (4 lb.) raccoon, cut into cubes 2 or 3 onions, sliced 2 to 3 c. canned tomatoes, chopped Salt & pepper Bay leaf Dash of Worcestershire sauce Carrots Onions Potatoes Turnips
Please tell me this is not in response to Dwight's original post. And I'd like to point out that his concern just goes to show that some of us will always rise above the rhetoric and render compassionate aid to anyone who needs it, even a critter who has never removed their mask...not once...even before COVID.
Since I no longer live in populated areas, the critters I see are their as-designed svelte selves. Back in the 'burbs, they are living the 'Murican dream...low quality/high quantity all-you-can-eat. It's Golden Corral in tall green containers with loose-fitting lids.
The ones I see on my cameras in my woodlands up north, more than two miles from the nearest house, are near as fat as the ones I see around the house.