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We adapt

21 Jul

You grow up. You are forced to work 9-5. You adapt and learn to co-exist with your peers.

You get married to the woman you love (hopefully, :roll: ). You adapt and learn to co-exist with your wife.

You move to a new country. You adapt and learn to co-exist with your fellow countrymen.

You buy your first house,borrowing from others. You adapt and learn to co-exist with your mortgage.

You change jobs. You adapt to the hectic schedule and co-exist with your new bosses.

You move to a better neighborhood, a very nice house with a big yard. You just cannot adapt and co-exist with pooping,hole digging animals, can you???

Here, let me…..

We moved to one of the nicer, posh localities in the bay area, very close to the woods, where deers, raccoons, skunks co-exist with humans.

Week 1:
On the day we move,we see some poop in the lawn. Assume it to be the negligence of the previous owner who had a cat. Obviously, not the owner, but the cat. 😉 And clean it up. Alas!! the mysterious poop reappears, some mornings, with intervals every now and then.Partner investigates the yard and finds a gaping hole,under the fence that we share with a neighbor. In glee, fills the hole , assuming the neighbor’s two cats to be the culprit.

Score: The mysterios poop 0- Suresh 1


Week2 :

Just when you think that the sun and moon are perfectly aligned , favoring you, there it is again.. The poop. And the plot thickens. The hole gapes at you again. The situation calls for drastic measurements.. 💡 Partner finds some loose stones , cement slabs and slams them on the sand near the fence, waiting for the cat to give a try and thereby slam its head on the stone, all the while dreaming of a Tom & Jerry sequence, where Jerry pushes something very hard, huffing and puffing, only ,here it was Tom, presumably.

Score: Tom 1 : Suresh 1


Week3 :

There it is.. again. Exact same spot. Happens somewhere between 11:00pm and 6:00AM. Looking at the poop size, a loud debate pursues.. Its a cat, no that cannot be..”I think it is a squirrel. The squirrels in this country are as big as a cat.” ” No, mom, squirrels are not nocturnal” . ” Could it be a raccoon, may be???” . ” But the hole is so small, how can a raccoon fit in there?”…” And raccoons can climb over fences, why dig?” A dire, messy situation. Drastic measures. 😈 😈 😈 . Scare tactics. Search, search. The internet god comes to rescue. It is called a scare crow. A motion sensing water sprayer. With sharp cones from one of our trees added as buffer in ..ahem.. the spot. Just when you think Suresh scores, there it is again, I mean the hole, not the poop. I guess we can give 0.5 to each at this point.

Score: The Unknown animal 1.5 : Suresh 1.5

Week 4:

Happy that he need not throw the poop any more, partner decides to spend his time building the fort under the fence. With stone slabs not being enough, a long wooden slab is bought and nailed to make the fence longer , leaving no space to dig, for the still unknown animal. As a dutiful wife, supporting the spouse in this game, I try to get a motion sensing camera from a friend and we fit it near the bedroom door. Rise and shine, run to the backyard, only to find a..!gasp! hole 😳 under the new slab of wood and all that the camera could catch was the sunrise and the motion of some trees.. tut tut…

Score : Mysterious,hole digging nocturnal animal 2.5 : Suresh 1.5

Week 5:

The puzzle continues. WTF??? The only way to find would be to do a matha ka jagran or celebrate shivarathri earlier/later ??? OR go to the neighbour and find out their take in this. The problem with housing in these locations, is that you cannot just holler over the fence without getting introduced first. Instead of a 1 second hello, I walk for 5 minutes to reach their front door as they share our fence in the back, which faces a totally different road. I meet Mr. R and ask him if his cats are the culprits or if it could be a !gasp! raccoon. He answers politely, “Oh! it is not a raccoon, it is a family of four! I saw them over the fence last night, around 11:30PM”. 😯 😯 Cross my heart. A family of four frolicking in my back yard. “But Sir”, I ask, ” Why the hole??” . “That is what they do, lassie. They love to dig.” The hole was not the means to enter our yard, rather it was just peekaboo time for the family.I could almost hear the papa Raccoon admonishing the kids, “Enough of your peekaboo. Lets go , get some food. You kids can play some more while we come back to poop.” 😆

Score: Raccoon Family 3.5 : Suresh 1.5

Week 6:

Partner fills the hole, religiously plugs in the scare crow every night and I refrain from stepping out of the house after 10:00PM. The score still stands the same , while we wait…one day the family will want to upgrade and move, just as we did from our old house.. 🙂
“Hum honge kamyab, hum honge kamyab, hum honge kamyab ek din” ..

And, yes, you adapt and co-exist with raccoons.. 😀

PS: My attempt at using most of the emoticons in one post.. 😆

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13 Comments

Posted by on July 21, 2010 in General, Humor.. or not?

 

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13 responses to “We adapt

  1. sachita

    July 21, 2010 at 9:52 pm

    so your backyard is a picnic spot in racoon world, how nice:)

     
  2. Banno

    July 21, 2010 at 10:52 pm

    Your garden looks lovely. No wonder the raccoons want to frolic there.

     
  3. Arti

    July 22, 2010 at 1:31 am

    i just loved ur house..;) inspite of…ahem ahem…

     
  4. Anand

    July 22, 2010 at 3:08 am

    He he! Really loved the way you built up the suspense without getting too serious 🙂 maybe its time to get a dog….but do remember to teach it to poop in the neighbor’s garden!

     
  5. Sk

    July 22, 2010 at 6:19 am

    Hahaha!! Quite a funny narration! Loved reading it! And o. Course love you back yard!

     
  6. hema

    July 22, 2010 at 7:03 am

    Ha ha! Love the way you have written.:-).The yard looks lovely.No wonder the racoons love it.Good luck to BIL to score over them!

     
  7. shoba

    July 22, 2010 at 11:19 am

    @Sachita,
    Yes, definitely nice for the raccoons, but not for us 😆
    @Banno,
    Thanks.
    @Arti,
    That is exactly why I want you to visit us , dear.

     
  8. shoba

    July 22, 2010 at 11:24 am

    @Anand,
    It is in the plan. A dog, I mean. About the pooping, it should be fairly easy as one neighbour already has two pups.. Disguise, disguise… 👿
    @ SK,
    Thanks. I just don’t have a green thumb.. its always the hubby who takes care of these things.
    @Hema,
    Yes, We definitely need luck for this one.

     
  9. Deepak

    July 22, 2010 at 10:03 pm

    The backyard looks great. Play ground for the racoons. Live and Let live…. 🙂

     
  10. Sri

    July 22, 2010 at 11:00 pm

    Shoba, Come on.. Give some credit to my friend here. He deserves 1 more point for the sprinkler idea + night camera. So the point is 3.5 vs 2.5.
    (Now it looks like chess game score)

    Raccoons and their big eyes scare me a bit. I once try to act brave (for the 4 yr olds watching me like hawks) and drive a family of them away from our camp trash can in vain.

     
  11. shoba

    July 23, 2010 at 10:17 am

    @Deepak,
    I just hope they let us live peacefully. 🙂
    @Sri,
    Sorry. I got the camera. No points for that. 🙂
    Raccoons are not afraid of humans. Period. You can shout, yell, scream at them and they wouldn’t flinch most of the time. And so, as Deepak said, it is better to live and let live.

     
  12. Suresh

    July 28, 2010 at 4:59 pm

    Waited till the problem is solved… The neighbor R finally nailed the gap with a wooden board from their side… 2 days of no raccoons…Hurray !!!

     
    • Saumya

      July 29, 2010 at 8:03 pm

      Awesome Suroba! Way to go – how about a raccoon pet next? *Innocent face*

       

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