Thursday, July 14, 2011

Knock out the Raccoons (part 9)


Of course our neighbours were curious about our coon warfare. One rather resourceful neighbour, who happened to be pushing his grandchild in a stroller down the sidewalk in front of our house, asked me how it was going.

I told him we were winning.

“You know what I do?” he said.


He drew his thumb across his throat and made a croaking sound.


“Smear a puck of nicotine with butter. They eat that. They are gone. Twenty-four dollars.”

I was in the presence of Robin Hood. I expressed my admiration.

(to be continued)

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