Friday morning Patient Husband noticed a partly eaten loaf of bread in the torn package lying on the front porch. No one would fess up to taking the bread out there.Not my daughter, not the girls, not me, not PH...and no one else was here! We shrugged at the mystery and continued on the day. Daughter did not mention that when she got up with the girls in the morning the kitchen window screen was lying on the counter.
Saturday about 1 a.m. PH heard another noise in the kitchen and tiptoed out to see what was going on. He noticed the screen on the kitchen floor. He put it back in, closed the windows tight, and came back to bed. I didn't hear a thing either morning.
When the day started PH and daughter put two and two together and realized a (the) racoon was back. Last year he/she climbed the side of the house to get to a different kitchen window, knocked the screen out and the noise scared him and he/she went off. We didn't know in the middle of the night what it was, but next morning with the sun shining just right on the window, we knew what it was by the footprints left on the window itself.
We're slow learners. We still left the windows open at night. But not anymore! Mr./Ms. Racoon now knows there is a source of food on the other side of that screen and we know he/she won't give up.
They are persistent critters and smart. It will take some wits to outsmart this one. Unfortunately it will mean closing all of the windows at night.
As the pieces started to fit together I said to PH, "So. We have a racoon that comes in, makes himself a sandwich and leaves?"
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