The home invasion racoon

July 29th, 2007:Â The other morning as I was delivering newspapers to customers I stopped to leave a paper for my in-laws, who own the white house at the top of the laneway. I entered the breezeway between the garage and house to find quite a mess! Chairs were overturned. The BBQ was overturned and there was animal excrement everywhere! I couldn’t figure out what had happened until I righted the BBQ and heard a fierce growling and hissing sound. I backed away quickly to see a big racoon hidden under the cover of the BBQ ready to attack. I propped open both doors to the breezeway and made a hurried exit so that it could leave without interference. By the time I got back from delivering the rest of the papers he was no where to be seen. Turns out the last person in the night before had not ensure that the screen door was latched and he was able to use his paws to open the door and enter — however, the door automatically latched when he came in and he couldn’t get out — guess he was some scared. You can be sure that the screen door will be latched nightly in the future — no one wants to clean up that mess again!! Marie Gage www.willowbeach.com