...About Evil Raccoons!

A few weeks ago, maybe longer, my uncle bought a few chicks for his kids and has raised them in his backyard. Yes, in Brampton we do live on farms, and even if we don't we like to think we do, so we bring the chickens to us. Now I don't know if it's the Lebanese in him that wanted to do this (because we all have chickens in Lebanon, it's great), or maybe he just wanted them for fun for his kids, who knows. Point is he got them (in fact, when my lil bro was around 9 years old, my father bought couple of chicks as well, but we didn't keep them as long as my uncle has).

So I have been meaning to go over and see them, and he has been telling me to come and check them out as well. This morning my uncle called us at home. I picked up. My uncle asked me if I ever had the chance to go over and see them, and of coruse I tell him no. He proceeds to tell me that now it is too late because raccoons ate them. Oh yes! Raccoons! Those sons of a....racoon...?

Anyway, apparently the other day my uncle was in his family room and he noticed a raccoon in the backyard (oh, btw, for all you Bramptonians, he lives in the H-section). Of course he chases it away. Later on, a few come back and he finds them in the food bin for the chicks. So my uncle chases them again and hides the food. And still they come back. At this point my uncle has no idea what is going on, or why they keep coming back. Finally he gets rid of them one more time, thinking they were gone for good, and then leaves with his family to go see my other uncle. That night (or perhaps it was the next morning) my uncle goes out to see the chicks and they are gone...with only their feathers left behind. Oh dear!

Now the chicks were kept in a little fenced in area...but the raccoons didn't go OVER the fence to get them. Oh no. They are smarter than that. They actually dug UNDER the fence to grab them. Those bastards! So my lil cousin, who is turning 3 next week and is as cute as a button and oh-so smart, hears that they are gone, covers her mouth and says 'oh no!'. My other cousin, who is maybe 10 years old kept saying "you have to be kidding me?!' Needless to say, they were all upset about it.

I'm tellin ya, I never liked raccoons. They are sneaky. And big. And I don't like it. AND clearly they are up to no good!

So, in memory of the chicks, and to protect all chicks worldwide (or at least just in Brampton) I have decided to dedicate myself to finding the raccoons that did this! My uncle has cameras set up around his house, so we were actually able to catch the criminals in action. Please, take a good look. If you think you have seen them then please let me know. I'll take care of their punishment myself.

Take care everyone. Stay Safe. Protect Your Chicks.
RIP Chicketees...if only they were actually carrying those guns...