My next door neighbour (I’ll call her Gwen), noticed a piece of soffit from her house had landed in her garden and said “Oh, I guess the wind blew it off” ... guess again; raccoons had pulled it off and gotten into the attic space.
When her husband (I’ll call him Greg) got home, I offered him the name of the animal removal company that I’ve used in the past. They will put in a one way door, so the animals can leave, but can’t get back in. They check back in a day or two, to make sure that all of the animals have left, and that there are no babbies left behind.
“Ha Ha!” quoth Greg “I can do it myself; besides they can’t put a one way door in the soffit ... it’s a soffit!”
So he put some heavy screening over the hole, and found there was another hole in the roof too, and put mesh over that too.
I should mention that Greg accesses his roof from my roof; his house is two storeys and mine is a bungalow; he leaves a ladder up, and we can both get up on my roof if need be. Me to clean the eaves and roof whenever I need, and Greg to do (rare) maintenance on his roof. So it’s a cooperative thing that works for both of us.
Welp; the first morning after the mesh went over the raccoon holes, he’s up on my roof at 6:00 a.m.. Tromp tromp tromp over my bedroom.
Same thing second morning, this time at 5:00 a.m. Tromp tromp tromp. Then nothing. Then more tromping at 6:30. Turns out that the ladder from my roof to his, had fallen, and he was trapped up there for an hour until he could wake his wife, and then she gets on my roof to get him down.
They have trapped three raccoons in the attic space. In a heat wave. So. He’s now off to Home Depot to get materials .... to make a one way door in the soffit so they can get out.
Two of the raccoons were able to get out, but the third one won’t come out. I suggested using peanut butter and a pan of water to lure it out. At this point, this animal has no food or water for a couple of days.
“So I should put the peanut butter in the hole to draw it out?”
“No, Greg. Put the peanut butter OUTSIDE of the hole to draw it out”.
“Well, I’ve been calling to it, and flashing a flashlight at it, but it won’t come to me”
“No Greg; IT’S NOT A DOG, IT’S A WILD ANIMAL, IT WILL NOT COME TO YOU!”
Apparently he did put peanut butter outside the hole in the roof, and kept scaring the animal back in, because he would not back off.
So the third fourth night, he was on the roof for five hours, trying to lure it out.
At this point, this animal has now been without water for several days, and if it’s dead, he’ll have to rip out part of his ceiling to get at the corpse.
However; it looks like the last raccoon finally left on the fifth morning.
THE ANIMAL REMOVAL PEOPLE ARE LOOKING PRETTY GOOD RIGHT NOW, AREN’T THEY GREG???