I believe Jim Carrey starred in a movie called, “The Cable Guy”. I haven’t seen it. I’m 
not a huge Jim Carrey fan; however I couldn’t help thinking about that movie title as my day unfolded yesterday. I have had internet with a company for over 20 years. I called the cable company and told them that I had horrible cable connection. On a daily basis I had to unplug my modem and my wireless router and then replug them back in to get a connection on the internet. They offered to give me a modem if I would bring my old modem to their office. I told them I preferred to have a technician come out to my home so he could properly assess the situation. We scheduled the appointment for Tuesday morning between 9:00 and 10:00. Everything was going along fine. The cable guy showed up at 9:35. He told me my modem was used in the “Fred Flinstone” era, and he had only seen 3 of these modems still in operation in his 2 1/2 years with the cable company. He was going to replace the modem. I was going to have reliable internet service. This seemed to be a simple solution to the problem. I was upstairs when the cable guy came running up the basement steps. He said we would have to reschedule the service call. I was a bit puzzled. Everything had seemed to be progressing so well. He looked at me and told me I had a raccoon in my crawl space. He said he went into the crawl space to see if there was any chew marks on the wires. Something brushed against his arm. (That would have been the moment that I had a heart attack, and internet connectivity would have been the least of my concerns) He shined a flashlight and discovered his assailant was a huge raccoon. He told me to come downstairs to see it. I refused. I am not going in the basement again. Not ever! The good news is the cable guy took pity on my situation and he connected the internet for me on the first floor. He said normally they would charge for this; However, under the circumstances they were waiving the fees.
I called several companies to help remove the raccoon; However, they were all going to euthanize the raccoon. I finally found someone who would trap the raccoon and relocate it. When he came out he discovered thatI the raccoon has babies and they are all snug in the crawl space. There is now a trap in my crawl space. I will allegedly know when the critter is trapped by the sound of the trap moving as the raccoon beats against the cage. I have my own ideas about this. I believe the mother raccoon is telling the baby raccoons how stupid we humans are. She has no intention of going into the trap. She is warning the baby raccoons to stay clear as well. So far I have not heard any sounds indicating we have a trapped raccoon in the crawl space.
Enough for today. Thank you for letting me vent. I will keep you posted and this unfolds.
Until next time…