I live in a nice apartment/townhouse community, with a creek and greenbelt running behind the complex. Since Abbey and I moved in, we've noticed an abundance of squirrels running around. She thinks she can catch them, but, she can't! In screwing with my poor little dog's head, I call them all "nutty the squirrel" as if there is only one. Whenever I say, "there's nutty the squirrel," her radar is up.
Last night, I pulled into my parking spot, which is right in front of my unit. There is a big pine tree in front, and much to my shock and amazement, two huge raccoons were right in front of me - one with his paws up on the tree, the other standing on the ground - both staring at me with their little bandit faces. Now, I'm a born and raised Alaska girl, and I've never seen a raccoon that close, and couldn't believe how big they were! I sat in my car staring at them in my headlights, while they stared back. They slowly strolled away. Cute, but I know they can be vicous.
In the house, I put Abbey on her leash, to take her out to do her business. Running into one of my neighbors with a dog way smaller than Abbey, he confirmed the residency of the raccoons, and said another neighbor feeds them. Great. His advice - don't corner them, because they will attack! Holy crap.
Another neighbor with a small dog, also told me there is, or was, a coyote back in that greenbelt, too.
Go figure. I move to the big city, and there is more wildlife here than there was near my house in Coeur d'Alene, or Alaska. Except - in Alaska we did get moose in the yard from time to time, and in Idaho, there were the deer, and once a flock of wild turkeys looked like they were heading to the front door when I lived out by the lake.
So now it's nutty the squirrel, raccoons and maybe a coyote - in Seattle!!
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