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- - those feral cats in my little old building in the trees.
 

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- - those feral cats in my little old building in the trees.

Need some feral dogs....to get rid of those cats...:D

But if YA keep cat food in your little old building....I don't blame EM much.
 
"Oh, sorry; am I interrupting you?"( just to the left in a little 4 x4 room lighted only by my flashlight and the iPhone flash.

HR
 

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"Oh, sorry; am I interrupting you?"( just to the left in a little 4 x4 room lighted only by my flashlight and the iPhone flash.

HR

Ahhh...those cats make great hats....Get er done!!!
 
The feeding of the ferals has been going on since July 2013. I only put the waste basket of food up there a few days ago to have it in storage. I have a fish tank heater in the SS water dish so it won't freeze. The 'coon lives under my back deck but he obviously knows where the food is . Don't they hibernate? Maybe all this warm WX lately fouled up his schedule. Maine and NO SNOW(here ) and 52* the last several days.

HR
 
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:) This thread makes me smile...

That coon has a bag full of shtis and he isn't gonna give up one of them...
 
Congratulations!! You now have a pet coon....:yes:
 
I've heard stories from my grandmother about my great grandmother hand feeding coons, squirrels, and chipmunks...said that each of them would take turns, amazing that animals will learn and adapt to things like that.
 
I've heard stories from my grandmother about my great grandmother hand feeding coons, squirrels, and chipmunks...said that each of them would take turns, amazing that animals will learn and adapt to things like that.

While I was picking up the spilled crunchies I heard a thump at my left. When I pointed the flashlight into the corner room I saw that he had knocked over the tall board that was leaning against the wall. He stayed calm(traumatized?) while I "iPhoned" 7 or 8 pictures while pointing the flashlight. "Hand feeding?" I was reluctant to approach him re the safety factor.
The last photo I took I'll post by going back into my iPhone. (1st image below)

HR
[and another EDIT:] He's not a stranger. If I can find the image(s) he's been known to entertain himself at my other kitty shelter just outside my back door(many more images through the storm door but most of them are between 15 and 23MB) There's a hole dug under the fascia of my rear deck, apparently his "door."
 

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I guess a pellet gun is out of the question? It will stop the nuisance . . . and is legal inside city limits, no permit required.
 
"Hand feeding?" I was reluctant to approach him re the safety factor.

I would probably never attempt it. :)

As my grandmother told the story, it took months of work for my great grandmother to build those relationships with the animals and I'm not sure that's a good idea anyways.

I don't like feeding them just because I don't want them to become dependent on it.
 
I don't like bites. This is the 2nd winter I've been observing this one. I'm up in "the woods"(about 7 other houses well-spaced in the trees ) and have talked with a regional State Wildlife Dept. warden. He said that, if it "shows signs of aggression, we can come trap it. If not, probably leave it alone. If it's always alone, little chance you'll be seeing young ones. He'll just get fat on you."

The referenced "little building" is slightly out of the top of the picture. I'm sitting between the door and the window on the right. The hill is one huge ledge base. The floor at the rear wall of my basement studio sits about 10 feet below ground level at the back of the house(but the floor is nearly level with the driveway), such is the pitch of the hill. Huge amount of blasting was done before foundation could be poured in 1996.

Oh, the top floor room above the upper deck is the Guest Room, ready for anyone who needs a "base" while in Maine. 24 hrs. notice usually sufficient.

HR
 

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The feeding of the ferals has been going on since July 2013. I only put the waste basket of food up there a few days ago to have it in storage. I have a fish tank heater in the SS water dish so it won't freeze. The 'coon lives under my back deck but he obviously knows where the food is . Don't they hibernate? Maybe all this warm WX lately fouled up his schedule. Maine and NO SNOW(here ) and 52* the last several days.

HR

No...
 
I should tell my feral cat story, but some pilot that works for PITA might tell on me. It's not all that interesting though. It may or may not involve a big hairy dude, who may or may not be on this forum, stepping out on the porch early one the morning in his underwear, armed with a compound bow, to shoot a feral cat that was munching on a dead bird in the middle of the street. I seem to remember something about missing the bird, and the arrow glancing off the street and going through the window of the uninhabited house accross the street, and sticking in the wall. But I'm not going to tell that one. :rolleyes:
 
Careful with coons.

A few years back a neighbor's dog (an Austalian Shepherd mix named Pebbles) that we loved was behind our house barking excitedly. Had a raccoon cornered in mid day, which is odd by itself.

When we looked at it, it's entire snout was missing, leaving a bloody stub. Yuck.

Probably should have shot it*, but we coaxed it into a pet carrier. Wildlife sanctuaries were uninterested. Local vet said bring it by.

Anyway, the only option was to euthanize. They sent the head to Georgia Dept of Health and it came back positive for rabies.

Neighbor was out of town, but Pebbles was current on rabies shots. Recommended that we get her a booster, which we did.

Pebbles had a personality change a few days later, snarling at one of our dogs which she had never done before. We made her go outside, on a cold night, then never saw her again.

The vet said no way it could have been rabies, but we just assumed she picked something else up.

Sad. She was a really good dog.


*We were later advised not to shoot a rabid animal in the head. The virus lives in the brain and that can spread it.
 
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...and don't invite one into your bedroom.

One evening my wife and I were doing out thing in our respective retreats when we heard a small crash.

"What was that? Must be Kitty Kat?"

"No, Kitty Kat is with me".

"Oh yeah, well Stupid Kat is with me".

"Whatever"

Later, while in bed sleep something awakes me and I turn on the light to find a Raccoon looking at me from under the wife's dressing table 2' away.

"Aiiiiyeeeee, let's get the f*ck outta here, it's a Racoon!!!!"

After locking him in our bedroom I donned some protective gear - a raincoat, hardhat and a broom - to go tackle the intruder. My wife suggests calling the police but I think better of it. Two otherwise naked people talking about 'coons in the bedroom at 3:00am is more than a domestic disturbance... would have looked great on "Cops" though.

He finally reached under the door, pulled it open with those human like little hands and ambled down to the basement to exit the same way in came in through a window.

We were able to reconstruct that after coming in thru an unlatched window, the masked 'coon went to the kitchen, ate Kitty's and Stupid's food, drank their water, then ransacked a purse on the kitchen table. It ate several Pepto Bismol pills then apparently wandered elsewhere before bedding down next to us. Before exiting it left a gift on my pillow.

Fortunately no photos exist of the raincoat and hardhat outfit.
 
Thanks for the chuckle! :rofl:

Found a video that has Pebbles in it:

http://youtu.be/UcALtnQkwb4

She's the unnamed one with the white tip on her tail.

Of those, Pula lives with Karen's son's family, Pulatoo got adopted at PetsMart, Coconut got shot by a neighbor* and we still have Jake and Chowder.


*Mean people suck, so we no longer let any of our dogs run free.
 
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