I never noticed how many of the posts were yours. So there’s this family of them that hangs out on my back porch arguing and roughhousing, sometimes for hours at a time. But they only hang out when my window is open to put a fan in, like they feel like they’re part of the family/home when it’s open. They refuse to chill when I try to calm them down, they are 100% fearless and cannot be shooed away with loud noises, and they’re like a violent WB cartoon, shoving each other off ledges and whatnot. They’re so fucking loud, sometimes until 4am. It like a raccoon party.
It’s pretty entertaining tbh. I always end up around families of them and I’ve lived my whole life in big cities so it’s extra special.
I’ve watched generations of this family over 15 yrs now. I remember the first time they popped out of my trash can, scared the shit out of me, and stared at me from the darkness. Cute stuff.
I never noticed how many of the posts were yours. So there’s this family of them that hangs out on my back porch arguing and roughhousing, sometimes for hours at a time. But they only hang out when my window is open to put a fan in, like they feel like they’re part of the family/home when it’s open. They refuse to chill when I try to calm them down, they are 100% fearless and cannot be shooed away with loud noises, and they’re like a violent WB cartoon, shoving each other off ledges and whatnot. They’re so fucking loud, sometimes until 4am. It like a raccoon party.
That sounds really cool! Unless it’s a nuisance for you, of course.
It’s pretty entertaining tbh. I always end up around families of them and I’ve lived my whole life in big cities so it’s extra special.
I’ve watched generations of this family over 15 yrs now. I remember the first time they popped out of my trash can, scared the shit out of me, and stared at me from the darkness. Cute stuff.