Special to the Tribune-Star
In the Algonquin Indian language, raccoon means “working with hands.” They are really cute little fellows until they injure a child, or a pet, or leave feces around where you certainly do not want it.
We wrote about all the places where they live and the damage they can cause. I've just had two trapped in my basement. It was expensive and time-consuming and, in general, upsetting to family and pets. (My grandfather would have killed both of them with a shotgun.) I, evidently, am not allowed to protect my home against these wild animal intruders. However, in our city a few weeks ago, human intruders were shot by homeowner to protect self and property. I must be missing something here.
In the wild, I would never bother a raccoon. But, if he's in my house, I think he puts his life in jeopardy. I believe it's something the city should be aware of and do something about. Anybody who lives near a storm drain will tell you they see raccoons going in and out of this perfectly man-made water drain where many of them live and raise families. This is the second house where I've had to battle raccoons. There are some very nice things about an old house, but I can tell you one of the things that is not so nice is this clever, hands-working, bandit-faced, four-legged intruder from the wild. I'm certainly not going to write in the newspaper that the next time I will shoot, but it has more than just crossed my mind. I could have bought two good shotguns for putting two of these rascals in traps and sending them to parts unknown. Maybe we should change the name of the town to Raccoonville.
Ronn Mott, a longtime radio personality in Terre Haute, writes commentaries for the Tribune-Star. His pieces are published online Tuesday and Thursday on Tribstar.com, and in the print and online editions on Saturday.