People are trash, or should be. Was delayed so not live, just watched a minivan drive down the alley, stop at the neighbor behind me and put their garbage in his can. At least they are not dumping, but my god, how trashy are you if you cannot afford waste removal but can drive around looking for an opportunity. Sorry, I'm having a bad week...
I think it has entered the laundry room area, waiting to hear the slam and freak out. Please, please and please!!!
Was not down there then, but believe it is now. I'm walking on egg shells trying to locate/follow it.
I mother effing win!!!! He's gone, alive but with a lasting very bad experience at this residence. OMG! That was more exhilerating than watch the other get trapped. Mother effer learned I growl louder and I am a hell of a lot meaner.
Wow, so I heard it in the basement. Thought it was in the laundry room but it rattled the door open, held close with a hook and clasp latch. I had the room quiet, I'm leaning on walls and fueniture to keep my sounds non existent. Didn't hear anything for awhile, thinking it was now on the carpet. Then the sound that was unmistakeable, a hollow thud, bounce, bounce. Knee immediately it was at the top of the stairs at the aide door and knocked off the rock salt shaking jug I keep for refill each winter. I through on my shorts and a shirt and grabbed my keys as quickly and quietly as I could. Snuck out the front door, opened the gate and quietly opened the storm and side door. I flipped on the inside foyer light an immediately heard it get agitated. Realized I forgot a flashlight so propped the storm door open and quickly went and grabbed a flashlight. Then realized I was up against a hungry and angry raccoon and needed jeans. That's when I marked the 20:51 so I'd know whether it went back into the ceiling or left out the door. Went back down and it was not happy. Neither was I, it started running around and I was trying to cut it off to lead it towards the stairs. It kept getting around me and climbed up a hitch mount gambrel that I had leaning against the wall. It was 5 feet off the ground and growling. I growled back and it just stared at me. Looked around amd found an old support braced sandle from when I broke my toe years ago. I flung that think at it like it was a boomerang I didn't want back. SMACK! Direct hit and it fell off and took off to the other side. I started to track it down and could only hear it darting around. Basement is a bit cluttered and I got disoriented and turn around, there it is behind me back up that gambrel. I retreat to the hallway and look around. Had a leaf rake I used before a snow as to not to clog the snow blower and grabbed it. Started yelling at it to get out and I was calling the shots, prodded it with the rake and it went batshit growling and snarling but I wasn't going to back down. Pulled the tale back and then jabbed it as hard as a leaf rake could. It jumped down and ran around the other end of basement again and I stood firm, stuck the rake out towards it and it stood its ground growling. I yelled Get the Eff Out amd lunged and it finally ran up the stairs. Chased it behind the garage where it wanted to take a break, nope, it scurried up the fence and over and I rushed back to shut the door and end this drama once and for all.
Just realized I got lucky. In my haste to try to get it out I forgot to close the laundry room door. It could have easily ran back in and up the wall to the ceiling again. So glad it is over,
