Pancake mix covers my pantry floor, from a box with a hole torn out of its side. Large paw prints lead away. I think I know who the culprit is.
A couple weeks ago, I heard a crash in the kitchen and came downstairs to find a raccoon eating my cat Velcro’s food. It had torn a hole in a corner of my screen door.
Next time it came around, an odd jobber who was making repairs chased it around our house and up a tree. It stayed up there for hours.
Hadn’t seen it for a while, so I forgot about it and neglected to fix the screen door. Won’t make that mistake again.
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