So, as I usually do in the morning... I headed outside to feed the horses, llamas, goats, et al, and for some reason turned and looked back at the house. One of the 2nd story window screens was hanging OUTSIDE of the window, dangling over DH's motorcycles.
Head back into the house to see what the two 19 year old "city-kitties" who live in that room have been up to. (They're too old and not predator saavy enough to be allowed outdoors). I get inside their room and see this on the windowsill...
I put my car keys there to show how much poop there was.
There's NO way something could get in through the 2nd story window as there's no eave overhead, no trees to climb, no trellis... nada. So, the only other option is that something, and I'm guessing raccoon, came in through the clerestory windows! During the summer we leave one opened just a tiny bit to vent the hot air in that room and provide a bit of ventilation. The critter had to come in through the window and drop about 15 feet to the floor. Not being able to exit the way it came in, it punched out the screen and jumped... landing on DH's Harley!
So, while my chicken coop and run have proven to be predator proof (so far!), my own home isn't! I dug around in the basement and pulled out the live trap. When DH gets home I'm going to ask him for something other than my shotgun. One way or another this thing's gonna be a goner. Either that or I'm going to sleep out in the coop/run with the chickens and ducks
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Head back into the house to see what the two 19 year old "city-kitties" who live in that room have been up to. (They're too old and not predator saavy enough to be allowed outdoors). I get inside their room and see this on the windowsill...
I put my car keys there to show how much poop there was.
There's NO way something could get in through the 2nd story window as there's no eave overhead, no trees to climb, no trellis... nada. So, the only other option is that something, and I'm guessing raccoon, came in through the clerestory windows! During the summer we leave one opened just a tiny bit to vent the hot air in that room and provide a bit of ventilation. The critter had to come in through the window and drop about 15 feet to the floor. Not being able to exit the way it came in, it punched out the screen and jumped... landing on DH's Harley!
So, while my chicken coop and run have proven to be predator proof (so far!), my own home isn't! I dug around in the basement and pulled out the live trap. When DH gets home I'm going to ask him for something other than my shotgun. One way or another this thing's gonna be a goner. Either that or I'm going to sleep out in the coop/run with the chickens and ducks