Bummer! I caught Rocky #2 at 1 AM. The baby monitor did the trick. After checking that the cage was secure I attempted to go back to sleep. I guess the rush of adrenalin from the suspense and excitement of the capture was still in my system—I couldn’t fall back to sleep.
I got up at 1:45 and checked the cage—it was empty! Rocky had squeezed through the top bars on the cage a spacing of about 1.5 inches that he successfully bent a little wider. Raccoons are strong and now I know they can squeeze through a narrow space. Instead of Rocky this guy is now named Houdini.
I would guess he will be back to feed again. I don’t think he will go inside the trap again. Now I not only have a raccoon problem, I have a smart raccoon problem.
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