Hands up everyone that spent 1:00-2:30am getting a racoon off their roof and patching the hole it ate through the roof decking.

Just me?

Odd.

Bren R.

No, can't say that I have...There are no racoons around these parts.

Only reason I'm still awake cause I had to see the end of the Canucks/Stars overtime fest.

I'd blame the ****ing contractor who left traces of his tuna sandwich under there.

Wow, times must be tough for those northern critters ... can't say that I've heard of one trying to get into the house that way.

I've had to shoo them, and the occasional possum, and the neighbor's cat, away from the cat's food in our garage. Would that I had video of Mrs. medic8r stomping her feet on the driveway and taunting a possum never to come back here again!!!

Then there was the time, when I was 12 or so, that my Mom finally got fed up with opossums raiding our chicken house. One night when she heard the typical ruckus, she grabbed the shotgun and treed one. BLAM!!! She liked to brag that it rained possum for a week.

I feel your pain. I had a family of squirrels in my attic and of course the hole they created to get in was on the outer most corner of highest part of my roof. Once I was sure they were out and about during the day, I climbed up and filled their hole/entrance with expanding foam. (The kind used to fill gaps around water spigots.) It took two cans and some patience, but I got it closed up. That evening, I had some very confused and unhappy squirrels running around on my roof. After a few days of trying to eat through the foam, they gave up.

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Then there was the time, when I was 12 or so, that my Mom finally got fed up with opossums raiding our chicken house. One night when she heard the typical ruckus, she grabbed the shotgun and treed one. BLAM!!! She liked to brag that it rained possum for a week.

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I hope ya didn't waste it, that's some good eatin

W have lots of raccoons and they can get into ANYTHING!!
Houdini has nothing on them. Never heard of them eating through a roof though. The ones around here would be more likely to stick bubblegum in your door lock and walk right in.

I can barely remember a friend of my mothers who had a pet racoon. Walked it around on a leash. Add that into your Analyze your Mom thoughts.

I do remember that I hated it, I was scared of it and it kept steeling my Cheesies.

I devised an invention called the "edible grenade." So far, it's been foolproof.