They are getting more brazen on Washington Avenue, rummaging through trash, and running right up to neighbors. One even went face-to-face with Barbara Mattocks on her own front stoop. “I don’t want that feeling ever again. I was petrified,” Mattocks said.Heh! The residents don't know how to deal with raccoons.
It’s gotten so bad, one 3-year-old Maltese named ‘Snowball,’ who used to love to play outside, is now a prisoner in his own home, according to his owner.I don't know what to tell those fools, but raccoons aren't that bad. They respond well to axe-handles and baseball bats. And, they're good to eat. If you've never tried barbequed coon, you have missed a culinary treat. They're fatty like pork and respond well to the same treatment. Recipes abound. Imagine the next dinner party, when your guests ask about the piece de resistance. "Oh, that?" you respond. "That's a raccoon we killed on our front stoop. He was rummaging through the garbage can and I killed it with a cricket bat. Try it with the yams, they're excellent."
You'd be the toast of the town.