People like the idea of raccoons. They're cute and fuzzy and they have opposable thumbs. read more
This American doesn't really hate raccoons per se. I live in NYC and besides pigeons, cats, and dogs, raccoons are the most wildlife I see. I just have an irrational fear of getting rabies (from years of horror stories at summer camp) so when I see a pack of raccoons, I clutch my purse and cross the street. read more
My official policy toward a Trump administration is straightforward enough (even if implementing it won't be): Defy, paralyze, and undermine it in any way I can. What's going to be more complicated is formulating some coherent attitude toward the 62 million of my fellow Americans who elected that administration. read more
Raccoons have delicate palates and avoid spicy food, so planting Habanero chilies (Capsicum chinense, USDA zones 10 to 11) among the other garden plants will give raccoons a few hot surprises. They are also not fond of tomatoes (Lycopersicon esculentum, USDA zones 2 to 10) or anything else in the Nightshade family, and will leave these plants alone. read more
The bane of many a Toronto tenant or homeowner is the raccoon, a creature that thrives on human garbage, upturning trash cans and ripping into their festering contents under the cover of darkness. In New York, the menace is slightly smaller, if not more disease-ridden and far less cute: the rat. read more