Raccoons Damage Brevard Home

Their home was torn down and taken away, they're either relocating or pissed as hell.

They can be devastating to wild life and have a lot of fun in your garbage. Also, they have little hands like people so they are able to do a lot more damage than your average dog or cat. Other than that, I think they have a place on this planet like the rest of us, so I don't approve of killing them when they get pesky. There are other ways to deter them. However, I'm suspicious that the large amount of brush cleared might be the problem. The brush is home to a variety of fauna that the raccoons probably fed on. When the food supply was gone, the raccoons moved into their home.

at night they would lie in bed and listen to "raccoon hockey" above them. It took their landlord forever to get those raccoons out.,. I did not know they were climbers, but apparently a limb was too close to a vent on the side of the attic, and it wiggled loose enough for the raccoons to figure out a way in:)

The first morning in their new house my nephew woke up for school and found two raccoons in bed with him. Now that's a welcoming committee!

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If he hadn't been a bedwetter before, I bet he became one that morning.

of my father's house (that's been unoccupied since he died). I wouldn't have known but the neighbor saw them going in and out of the attic thru the hole and told me. :wow: I had the hole repaired immediately. I've heard that raccoons will tear a house apart when they get inside and try to get back out. :scared:

why didn't they call an exterminator? I don't know about Fl. but here in Ga. theexterminators set traps instead of killing the racoons (or squirrels for that matter). That's sure what I would have done It isn't heap, but it's got to be less expensive than repairing the house!

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We found out they were there in Oct. when we turned on the heater for the first time. BZZZT. One dead mama raccoon and three of her cohorts/friends/young'ns.

I really thought I could take care of it all by myself. I guess I just missed the right opportunities.

One doesn't wish them any harm of course. It's just that they belong in their natural habitat.

They can wriggle through the tiniest of openings and shit all over the place.

They will dive for any opportunity to shit in a warm, protected place. Perhaps anything handy will do?

They are both determined and destructive.

They are as noisy and unrestrained as sorority girls on a Rumplemintz binge.

where summer daylight lasts until 10:00 P.M. or later.

That would mean quite an prolonged "Happy Hour". No wonder we see so much nocturnal activity. I wonder when they get up in the morning?

You might want to correct that lapse in DU style.

My little home started out 40+ years ago as a tiny hunting shack (it's been renovated and added to since then).

It still bears the scars of the day a bunch of squirrels sneaked in through a chimney pipe and couldn't find their way back out again.

The wood on my kitchen windows bears the scars of frantic attempts to gnaw through it to freedom.

Sometimes at night we hear gnawing...

Polter-squirrels?

I'd replace the wood but it makes for interesting stories for new visitors

Where I'm living right now has the computer room unattached from the house. Useful for a night owl like me - I never wake the bf up with my relentless clicketing - but it also means an endless pot of coffee with endless forays through the darkness to piddle. So when the legions come out at night, it is a siege until dawn.

First come the little sounds, the pricking of the ears, the wondering if it's a neighbor or the bf come to sleepwalk a greeting. Then the romping, rolling booming from above and the scritching of their evil little hell-claws across the shingles.

One night, I had headphones blasting the Gaga directly into my cortex at skull crumpling volume, so I hadn't heard the scouting party outflank the neighbor's trash and get into position. I wandered outside and immediately heard an audible series of gasps. Clearly I was one of the boldest humans they had ever met, throwing caution and a carefully negotiated neutrality agreement to the wind by slowly turning and making eye contact with them.

Five of them, huddled and plotting directly over the door to my computer room. My absurd hair-cut passed mere inches below them only moments before.

I froze. They stared. I made a face in the darkness and hoped they would intuit my resolve even if they couldn't see it. They stared a while longer.

They stared for 30 minutes.

I went inside and went to sleep.

I regret surrendering the field to them that night, because they have since occupied it and claimed ownership. Every night, without fail - romp, romp, romp, scritch scritch, gunga gunga gunga, thomp, crash - overhead, without cease, until the sun shoos them away.

I must form a battle plan, and soon, or I fear no cheese rind or shingle will ever again know liberty.

:D You might have to get reinforcements!

That is the most awesome thing I have seen all day. :thumbsup:

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http://www.critter-repellent.com/raccoon/how-to-get-rid-of-raccoons.php

It really does work. My mom has a cat door on her garage door and the raccoon was able to enter the garage through it. We would put down this Shake Away stuff and he wouldn't come near the garage.

Two days ago I had to fish two of the little buggers out of the pool at 6AM. Even though they could swim they were at a loss as to how to get out after they got in and were screaming and splashing like the hounds of hell were after them.

It was my first deep water rescue with a net and pole from the safety of the top of the patio table. I can only imagine what the neighbors thought.

It's just a powder, so put it down again if it rains. I think the raccoons gave up after a while trying to go into the garage and she hasn't had a problem with them in a long time.