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Here's a story about a real masked bandit.

Seems a courthouse in Atlanta had found evidence of an intruder -- a half-eaten apple, some footprints.

The break-in last week at the Richard B. Russell Federal Building was duly reported.

The intruder made no effort to cover his tracks across a stack of federal memos in the 14th-floor office. When the judge started calling his staff and others to exampine the scene, the evidence was conclusive: The perpetrator was a raccoon.

In the days to come, other signs turned up -- stolen chocolate chip cookies on the 10th floor, a missing sandwich on the ninth floor, a packet of dried soup snatched from the 23rd (!) floor.

A "wanted" poster went up along with a "raccoon crossing" sign on the judge's door, raccoon.jpgaccording to the Associated Press story posted on LA Unleashed.

The suspect was finally nabbed by using a tuna-baited trap above the ceiling tiles in federal bankruptcy Judge Paul W. Bonapfel's office.

The raccoon was named "Russell" by office workers -- in honor of the building's namesake.

"We're going to see if we can get him turned loose on a farm somewhere," said Robert Perkins, the building's manager. "We're going to take him a long way from this building."

It was a good life while it lasted.

Now, we wait

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The traps are set, so now we wait to see if my rooftop raccoon will be lured by the yummy mixture of peanut butter and cat food.

The company I'm using relocates animals they capture if they're healthy -- if not, or if babies are found who are too young to fend for themselves, they call on South Bay Wildlife in the Palos Verdes Peninsula which cares for the animals until they can be self-sufficient.

The trapper who set the two cages up on my roof (under shady and secluded areas where my backyard trees overhang) will monitor them over this weekend. He told me they're doing lots of raccoon removals right now, like the mom raccoon they captured only to find her crying babies later inside a wall of the nearby house. So he told me what to listen for to see if there may be a family around here. Hopefully, we'll be in time before birth is given. If not, things will get a little more complicated.

And while I'm hearing the raccoon going up and down to and from my roof, the trapper said a large vent near the back of my house had been removed so he/she is also moving about inside the structure of the house, in the crawl space under the flat roof. Which explains why the movements sound so close.

Meanwhile, the side bush against my house -- the critter's ladder up and down, I think -- is being buzz-sawed down this morning. I'd made the appointment weeks ago, before the raccoon issue had become particularly noticeable. It would have been better to cut the bush later, the trapper told me yesterday, so we could give the traps a chance without disturbing the habitat too much. But I was unable to reach the crew last night by phone to reschedule.

To be continued .... 


Midnight mischief

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Toenails scampering across the roof before dawn can mean only one thing. Raccoons. We've have them before and it is, after all, nesting season for these cute but pesky -- and sometimes destructive -- night marauders.

Having two border collies doesn't help. Frustrated, they bark and follow the creature's route from room to room, hoping to herd it into place but so far with little success.

Josh, the other poster on this blog, has offered to "rent" out his baying coon hound, Rocket, at $20 a night. Yeah, that'll buy us a peaceful night's sleep. 

Any advice out there?

For a funny read, check out this raccoon and dog story.

 

About the Bloggers

Daily Breeze reporter Donna Littlejohn has shared her homes with a succession of wonderful, funny, and occasionally difficult canines -- Muffin, Fritz, Ellie, Mercy, Pilgrim and now Cowboy, an Australian shepherd-border collie, and Tess, a border collie. From strong-willed terriers to weirdly obsessed Australian shepherds, they've invaded her world with boundless energy, wet noses, muddy paws and soggy tennis balls. But they've really brought so much more than that -- like laughter and joy, some unexpected life lessons, and more than a few tears along the way.

E-mail Donna at donna.littlejohn@dailybreeze.com.

Josh Grossberg grew up with the usual array of animals: goldfish, dogs, hamsters, parakeets and turtles. He now owns the loudest dog in the South Bay(Video: Rocket the Dog) and is the least popular person on his block. He spends his free time in dog parks, pet shops and always has an extra plastic bag in his pocket just in case. He also has a cat.

E-mail Josh at josh.grossberg@dailybreeze.com.

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