a few more entries. done with the 2007 travelog except for some more sonic remix additions when I get the chance. and some image additions. retrospective work should continue, but what does it mean when the ROI is null.
no problems here. except for three dead chickens, four by the end of the day. a raccoon opened the sliding trap door to the chicken coop and spent the night killing chickens for sport and biting the wood frame trying to get back out. I come in in the morning and the first thing I see is one chicken walking out with the comb of another in its beak, faugh! I walk in, open the outside door, shoo the chickens out and fail to see the raccoon until I notice a large ball of fur in a dark roost. I immediately retreat and grab a hoe, not knowing what’s up. I prod and poke until the big fat guy moves, but as there is only one way out, he ends up climbing up to the eves of the coop and stays. I close things up and again retreat to figure out what to do. bag one corpse, and then there is a third chicken with half it’s neck eaten through. the other birds are pecking at it in the run, so I isolate it, and shoo the rest out into the yard. long story cut short, the raccoon finally leaves before the ‘wildlife specialist,’ Bill, arrives. no charge, and plenty of advice (like — raccoons can pretty much open any latches and doors that a human hand can open!). later in the afternoon, Juniper, one of the dachshunds, who in the morning got a bit of chicken blood taste, apparently kills yet another bird, a rooster no less. sheesh! house-sitting carnage.