Bosco Dog Blog

So, yesterday Joan left to go to work and the music was blaring up in the second floor of the house. Luckily, she shut the door up there so I did not have to listen to the music too much. I really don't like loud noises. I did not hear or see the raccoon while Joan was gone.

When she returned, she let me out and got her flashlight. She looked up where the raccoon had been in the morning and it wasn't there. Then she looked in the other cubby on the other side of the dormer on the house - and there it was. She was surprised! I couldn't see up where it was from my level but I heard Joan talking to it. She also took a picture of it -- see here:

Like I said, I did not see it but I did later on. In the meantime, she borrowed the ladder from Tim, my favorite neighbor, to put against the house to let the raccoon come down --- since the tree it used to come up had been cut down in the morning. Tim thought we should shoot it - it is also what Joan's dad said - except his exact words were something like "except you live in liberaland". Anyway, we put the ladder up and then Joan and I went for a run around the river. Cool. We returned and the raccoon was still up there but it was awake because it was getting dark.

Joan and I went inside and when she was eating her dinner, we heard some noise near the front door and it was the raccoon again!!! I did not bark though because I couldn't exactly see it, but I heard it and I kept walking around trying to find a way to look outside - Joan had shut the blinds. The raccoon tried to get down but didn't want to just drop 2-3 feet to the planter box. Then Joan put a long piece of wood up onto the roof and into the planting bed thinking it would slide down the wood. Instead, when it tried again, it picked up the wood and then dropped it. So much for that. As Joan was trying to figure what to put out there to help it at its third try she thought she'd put her other ladder out there though it was not long enough to straddle the roof. Meanwhile, please note that Joan would not let me out in the backyard this whole time! I did not like that. She opened the back door to go to the garage and then she saw it - the raccoon was down and in the oak tree. Fantastic!

So she took the ladder down and then we went back inside and she still wouldn't let me out for another 2 hours. I was missing my backyard a lot. When she did let me out, she went out first and scanned the yard with her flashlight first. She is so protective of me - I could handle a raccoon. I can handle squirrels!