Thursday, December 15, 2011
Our dog Marley has never paid much attention to raccoons in our yard. In fact, he snored through both times that they raided the goldfish pond. (By the way, take note raccoons: the sushi bar is now closed - we dismantled the pond after the second raid).
One day last summer I was sitting at an open window and could hear the little rascals chattering away in the back yard. I went downstairs and nearly tripped over the dog snoozing on the landing, although the back door was wide open. Once I went into the yard, he suddenly woke up and got interested, and started barking and jumping around like an ijjit - it was a mom and baby on the back fence, scared half to death.
I guess that day it finally clicked with him that these creatures do not belong in our back yard. I can imagine the thought processes that went through his head: "Small, furry, sharp claws, humans like it and let it in the house - don't bark at or chase. Small, furry, sharp claws, humans yell at it when they see it and don't let it into the house, okay to bark at and chase."
Tonight after supper I let him out for one last pee. He is right on my heels and nearly knocks me over in his hurry to get out the door. I figure "Wow, he must need to go really badly!" Next he starts barking and races behind the shed where some commotion ensues. I get a bit worried because we still got bears around; guess they can't read calendars and don't know they're supposed to be asleep. He won't come, no matter how much I call him.
No choice, got to get shoes and go out to see what's going on. The racket wakes up hubby so he does the guy thing and goes out to check. Reports back - "It's a raccoon." That makes me feel a little better but not totally as I've heard horror stories about dogs tangling with raccoons. But now that hubby is there Marley finally decides to listen and comes running back into the house, tongue lolling and immensely pleased with himself. He sure showed them! And the cat is jealous because he gets all the praise for defending our yard.