Want to see some really, really cute animals?
Aren't they sweet?
Aren't they innocent?
At our little farm, we feel like we've been invaded. We complain about damage from the deer. Let me tell you, deer are not nearly as destructive as raccoons!
Last year, our peach tree was loaded. We froze peaches for a couple dozen pies, we gave lots away, we shared with the deer, who would come up every evening and nibble around. There was plenty for all of us.
This year, we won't be getting a single peach. The raccoons took them all. Every last one. Before they were even ripe.
One evening, we came home late, and George walked up to the front door to unlock it. In the darkness, he heard something growling at him. He backed off, and we went in another door, then flipped on the light and looked out the front door. It was a raccoon who had been growling at him.
Saturday, none of us thought to gather the eggs from the chicken coop. George went down early Sunday morning to gather them, there were none. In the dust we saw why - raccoon tracks. We've been getting 8 or 9 eggs a day, the raccoons ate them all. Luckily, they didn't bother the chickens on the roost. It must have been a baby who wasn't big enough to tangle.
So what are we going to do about it?
Well, let's just say war has been declared.
And we intend to win.