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my woodland raccoons

he rummages through my trash at night scurrying off in mist of daybreak I rarely catch his masked face, but sometimes glimpse his striped tail he brings the family, they scavenge together slapping each other when a cracker is larger than another I watch them and laugh, they are entertaining my woodland raccoons

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Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 9/19/2024 11:36:00 AM

Hello Caren, Do your raccoons come to your trash often? Keep the garbage lid on tight. Hugs. /Darlene/

Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 9/20/2024 10:53:00 AM

Hello Caren, You pay for your own dumpster! Your dogs weigh 116 lb. ! Wow! Well at least you have nit seen any racoons. Hugs. /Darlene/

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 9/20/2024 5:20:00 AM

they used to, but now we pay for our own dumpster and we have two dogs who weigh 116 pounds - we have not seen raccoons lately