Cats and Racoons

That’s right… the cat situation in the backyard has expanded.

Over the summer, the old lady next door started leaving food for the cats outside. Which means from the usual cats (two of her own, plus the two stray cats, the little gray one and the big fluffy black one also known as the kitty daddy) there are now new additions. A crazy looking gray one, and two other ones.  So that makes a total of 7 or 8 cats that regurally hang out in her/our yard and get fed by her.  This of course creates a slight overcrowding in her 10 sq. ft yard, so they overflow to our yard.  Her other neighbor has a dog, so the cats although they do have intresting techiques to torture the dog, do stay away from their yard.

The problem is that cats don’t tend to shit in the same place where they eat. So where do they shit, you ask??? Well, they use our yard as their own personal kitty litter.  Things were pretty bad during the summer, but it was the one day when DH lost it. He calls me at work screaming!  Apparently he tried to mow the lawn, and all the cat shit/ diaharrea was everywhere.  It got on his shoes, on the lawn mower, EVERYWHERE.

After calming him down, when I got home, we ordered the most amazing gadget: The Scarecrow.  It’s a motion detector water sprinkler that is said to keep animals off your yard.  It gets delivered a few days later, and when we get home after work we installed it. To test it out, we make Daddy put on a rain jacket, and bunny ears on, and make him pretend he’s a bunny and he hopps across the yard. The thing shoots water and totally soaks him. We laugh and laugh cause Daddy is all wet!  But the tell tale sign will be tomorrow when the cats try to use our yard as the kitty litter.

The next day, DH comes home after work, and he calls me right away. You’ve never seen a sight like this. All the cats are huddles on the neighbor’s porch and they look miserable.  Now they have no where to go, and their party central (our yard) is now off limits.  And no cat shit!!  It’s been two weeks now that we’ve had the thing installed, and NO CAT SHIT IN OUR YARD!!

But a new menace has reared its ugly head.  Because she leaves food out for the cats at night, now we have a new nightly visitor: a raccoon. And that thing doesn’t give a shit about water or anything else for that matter. We’ve actually seen the old lady open her back door and look at the raccoon who is LITERALLY 10 inches away from her opened door, and he just stares and her and doesn’t care.  He continues to eat.

And it happened again the next night.

I have decided that it’s dangerous. In the spring time that little fucker is going to have babies near us, and then the cat situation will be a joke compared to the raccoon situation we will have.  I think the daughter knows that I want to talk to her about the cat food because every she sees me she scampers and scurries away.  But I will get her to talk to her mom to stop fucking feeding the raccoons now.

Oh yeah, and she is also feeding cats in the front yard.

Good times!

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About RidgewoodMom

Thirtysomething mom of a baby girl. First and only baby, possibly. First baby amongst my close friends. These are the trials, frustrations and lessons I have learned in raising a single child in New York.
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One Response to Cats and Racoons

  1. Aunty says:

    I would call the authorities, it’s danger to public health, raccoons have rabies and no place in queens for them!

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