Meet Ninotchka.
She’s the middle in age of three raccoon mommies who are living in our attic. One of these clever ladies ate her way through the roof, and the others, being no slouches, followed.
We were just about to evict them, when they gave birth. We are waiting for the day when we see tiny furry bodies milling around under the bird feeder.
Dear Husband has created a raccoon door, to allow the mommies access to their babies, while keeping the rain out. He’s also slipped lightweight metal under the bottom row of shingles to prevent other holes. Once the babies are outside, we will repair the hole and have the entire roof re-shingled.
Enjoy it while you can, Notch. It’s time for you to face the wilds of suburbia again!