uh oh

[contentlove]

So, I've spent a bunch of time at home recently, even more than usual, because I'm working on music for SB and generally feeling like sticking to the bench, even if it's really slow (which I mention because sometimes the whole skipping-social-engagements/shows feels, I dunno, not exactly futile but more like I'm trying to appease some I-know-not-

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[austingoddess]

I hate bad smells in my house. I have to constantly keep on top of dealing with my senior cat, who is having GI problems.

Aztec Organic Pest Control only talks about bugs on their website, but they may know of someone who does ethical animal removal.

[scorpionis]

Oy vey. If it makes you feel better, 'exterminators' who take care of mammals often trap them and take them out into the wilderness somewhere to release them. They're quite aware the rest of us are squicky about killing critters, even if they are peeing in our attics. Whoever it is, I hope they move on soon!

[alobar]

Odd critter have come into my home over the years. Once a very large dog pushed open my kitchen door, and plopped down on my kitchen floor. Dog growled at me when I came into the kitchen. I made sure the door was fully open, then ran at the dog banging pot lids together and screaming. The dog ran and never came back.

I used the same shouting/banging technique on 2 young raccoons who used to come by when I lived at the Humm. I had to repeat this several times as the coons were persistent.

Several years ago, I was typing at my computer. I heard a noise overheard. I have 16' ceilings and exposed beams. When I looked up, there was a full sized Iguana on the beam over my head, looking down at me. No idea how to move it. No idea how it got in. I put a tarp on my computer to protect it from Iguana guano and went to work. When I returned home, Iguana was gone.

[contentlove]

Scaring the raccoons is a pretty good idea; if it turns out it's raccoons up there. Over the years I've heard some pretty weird raccoon invasion stories. My two favorites

[alobar]

My mother, who had more bravery than I do had a problem with some animals getting into the garbage can on the porch. We had just moved out of NY City, so my parents assumed it was a stray dog. My mother caught site of the critter. It was a young raccoon. She took her wooden spoon, went out, grabbed the startled raccoon by the scruff of the neck, sat down on top of the garbage pail, and spanked the raccoon with her wooden spoon.

The raccoon was very upset, but my mother was not bitten or scratched. The raccoons left her garbage pail alone after that.

Never spank a raccoon

[strangevibe]

I was pretty sure this phrase "spanked the raccoon" was going to be a zero google hits, full of win statistically improbable phrase but I WAS WRONG