Gang Attack in Brattleboro

Blog#166- 7/26/23

By Richard Davis

Brattleboro Vermont is a quiet town for the most part. Sure, we have our share of some of the world’s worst problems, but we handle them well and the quality of life for most residents is something to be envied. I never thought I would be terrorized by a gang of roving masked thugs in my safe little town.

On July 24 as I sat in my hot tub, as I do most nights, a pair of beady eyes framed by a facial mask stared at me over the edge of the tub. At first I thought I might be having some sort of hot water related hallucination but, sure enough, a raccoon had climbed the steps to the tub and decided to stare me down.

I yelled at him and he was unfazed. I threw water at him and he did not move until I sent more water his way. I did not get the sense that he was rabid but that he just had an arrogant attitude toward humans. As I got out of the hot tub another racoon ran by me and I began to realize that I was witnessing something I had never seen before.

I went into the house and then went to my kitchen door where the scene unfolded. Five racoons were chomping on fallen bird seed below a feeder. I suspect they have been there many nights but my timing never allowed me to witness the scene. I yelled at them and opened the door and none of them moved. They just ignored me. I decided to leave them alone to avoid being a victim of their gang mentality.

This scene helped me to finally know how my composted trash barrel had been ripped open so many times after I took great pains to secure it. That siege started about a month ago. I would wake up in the morning and see my composted trash scattered all over. My first effort had me spray the contents of the barrel and the outside with a bleach solution.

The next day was no different than the day before and I had to use more compost bags to gather up my waste once again. The next day I took two bungee cords and tried to tighten the barrel. That effort was just as successful as he bleach spray.

The next day I took a long piece of rope and tied it around the barrel a number of times and secured a few knots. I was sure this would work. The first night the trash was untouched but on the second night it was the same old scene again.

I started looking for recommendations online but I had tried all the suggested methods. Then I had a new idea. I forced the barrel at an odd angle under the steps near our door and it took a great deal of force to release the barrel. I was sure this was going to work and, for a few nights, it did.

I figured it must have been a racoon pilfering my waste and I was almost convinced I had beat him at this crazy game. But after securing the barrel on day three I awoke to find the trash all over the place. How could a racoon be so strong to be able to move that barrel? Could a bear be visiting my trash? Was a human playing out some sort of weird vendetta?

I finally had to give up and do what I had been putting off. I now keep my compost barrel in the cellar behind a bulkhead door. It is clear to me now that the racoon gang, and not one lone racoon, has been vandalizing my trash. They have been a formidable force. I still don’t have a solution for securing the barrel I have to leave curbside the night before pickup. I never thought that such a gang would be terrorizing me in Brattleboro Vermont.

Comments | 1

  • Hee hee hee

    I love this story for two reasons.

    One – the same thing happened to us years ago, more or less. We were sitting in one room with our cat and heard something in the kitchen messing with the cat food bowl. All three of us inched toward the scene, and when we looked we saw two adults and five baby raccoons. They were washing their hands in the cat ‘s water bowl, and about to tear apart the kitchen.

    I acted big and roared like a bear, which got their attention and 6 worked their way to the door and back outside. The 7th little one just sorta looked at me – “you aren’t a real bear…” and then it went out as well.

    I have the same composter problem. I’ve been fighting this for a year now. I’ve surrounded the base of mine with heavy rocks, and they still get in. Best I can do is increase regular yard waste in with the food scraps to reduce the temptation a bit.

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