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Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Reply #24660 on: December 03, 2013, 03:48:31 AM »
Bill's tiger reminded me of a story of my grandmother's. Her Aunt and Uncle found a half-grown tiger in their kitchen in London, once.

It was during the London Blitz, and presumably the tiger had escaped as a result of the bombing.

Apparently my great-great-aunt took the view that a tiger in the kitchen was no excuse for not making the morning tea as usual, (possibly, like many of the family, she was not a morning person, and hadn't woken up enough to really register it until she'd had her first cup of tea)
And after that, took the view that if it hadn't tried to bite her while she made the tea, it probably wasn't going to, and she was not going to let a little thing like a tiger in the kitchen stopping her from going around her normal routine.

I think they called London Zoo in the end to get the tiger removed, but they never did find where it had come from.

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« Reply #24661 on: December 03, 2013, 07:41:25 AM »
Maybe she is an immigrant and brought the raccoon with her? I would take all my animals with me if I had to move to another country. But it is a stretch. And bringing it to a store makes me think they can't be a rehabber because I would hope they would be smart enough not to do that. Okay so I got nothing. ;-)

Not into England, with its quarantine laws. In fact, considering that raccoons are common carriers for rabies in North America, I'm surprised it was able to be imported at all.

I saw a documentary about raccoons in Japan. Apparently a lot of people bought them due to a cutesy TV show, and then released them when they showed their true wild nature, creating a really destructive feral population.

There are several states within the US we can't move to with our pet snake. I imagine the regulations are much more restrictive for wild animals being kept as pets.

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« Reply #24662 on: December 03, 2013, 07:43:10 AM »
We have a family joke that I would love to have a manatee in my bathtub. Just a joke. After all, I don't have a bathtub big enough.  ;D

SS: We have an employee that is a conspiracy theorist, hypochondriac and extremely nosy. All of these things would be fine, but she insists on sharing her every thought. Which she did today, at the staff meeting, in front of the big boss and a new consultant.  :o

If you got a manatee, I'd hope you owned lots of air freshener.  ;) Some manatees used to swim behind my college and you don't want to be nearby when one of them surfaces to pass gas.   :-X

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« Reply #24663 on: December 03, 2013, 08:38:45 AM »

You could have a toyger...
http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2007/03/photogalleries/cats-toygers/


That toyger looks a LOT like one of the color/pattern variations seen in bengal cats (the orange stripe pattern...)

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« Reply #24664 on: December 03, 2013, 10:04:42 AM »
From experience (watching other people in my family; I've never tried this myself!), Racoons do. not. make. good. pets.
After they reach sexual maturity they almost all inevitably become absolutely impossible to deal with.
(That and in a lot of the US, it's illegal to have them as pets.  And if the inspector finds out you keep the pet racoons in your barn, your milk looses it's grade A rating--which would be why there are no longer pet racoons in my extended family)

Ah. This would explain why teenagers do. not. make. good. pets! ;D

I could easily envision a raccoon trying to drown a dog. They're adorable and mean and vicious and nasty when they feel threatened.

A large raccoon almost killed my SFIL's 100 lb. Husky/Shepherd mix when the dog decided to corner it. You do not want to get in the middle of a raccoon/dog fight. Fortunately the dog realized he met his match and was able to get away from the raccoon. But it was ugly and scary.

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« Reply #24665 on: December 03, 2013, 10:16:20 AM »
Okay, before someone says we need to take the raccoon stories off this thread, I have to tell about the super special snowflake raccoons in my little part of the world.

To commence: nothing bothered them.  Nothing.  My family had a garden in which we grew corn for the local dairy farmers (all of them related to us somehow).  The raccoons would settle right down in the middle of the field and chow down no matter what Dad did.
He had the corn seed treated with something that wouldn't bother the cows but would put the crows and raccoons off.  Nope, they developed a taste for it.  He set out pie pans that would bang together whenever the wind blew, set out bright lights in the field, set the dog on them and left a radio going at all hours to frighten them away.  The raccoons dismantled the pans, apparently bought sunglasses, made friends with the dog and enjoyed the oldies playing on the local channel.  I had visions of them under the lights trying to get a tan. 

When eating the corn got old, of course they went after the garbage.  My parents made sure they bought the metal  garbage cans that had some sort clipping device that was supposed to keep the lid on no  matter what.  These cans were pretty heavy to start and since we were stuffing in a week's worth of garbage, they were heavier still.  It was all my brother and I could do to lug them to the street on trash night.

Not only were the raccoons able to tip the cans over, but once they were over, they fiddled with the locking device until they opened it and spread the trash around. 

One tried to attack my car in broad daylight.  I was on a tiny country lane and this critter came charging out of the brush growling at the car.  I was afraid for my tires.

But nothing beat the Mama and Babies who lived next door when I first moved to the Big City.  They lived in the roof of the neighbor's house (yeah, he was kind of like living next to Ellie Mae and the rest of the Clampetts).  Mama would leave the house every night and come over to our yard, push the lids off the garbage and sort through it.  I sat on the porch one night and watched her...all she needed was a little stringed shopping bag over her arm as she picked items out and examined them, then tossed them to one side and selected something new.  And she and I looked at each other and I nodded to her as if we were shoppers in the supermarket choosing crisp apples.....funniest little critter.

I don't want one for a pet, not ever, but I have respect for the little monsters and can't help admiring them.

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« Reply #24666 on: December 03, 2013, 10:22:16 AM »
So I did look it up and apparently England has a problem with raccoons ever since they decided that you don't need a license to have one as a pet anymore (that happened in 2007). So the raccoon was probably a pet.

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« Reply #24667 on: December 03, 2013, 10:23:08 AM »
From the now-defunct Learn From My Fail website:

When bringing your raccoon-proof trash cans inside, make sure there isn't already a raccoon inside before removing the lid. Raccoons can jump surprisingly high.
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« Reply #24668 on: December 03, 2013, 10:32:20 AM »
So I did look it up and apparently England has a problem with raccoons ever since they decided that you don't need a license to have one as a pet anymore (that happened in 2007). So the raccoon was probably a pet.

OK, pet. I'll buy that it's a pet and it's simply that I've never come across anybody who owned one before. I did say at the beginning that it wasn't my business why she had it. But she had no business having it in the fresh meat section of the market. Keep your pets away from my food, lady.

(There was no evidence that it was a seeing-eye raccoon, a hearing-aid raccoon, or... OK, sorry, it's been a bad day, the garage people belong on the 'never shopping there again' thread, I have the mother of all headaches, and I'm losing my grip.)

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« Reply #24669 on: December 03, 2013, 10:59:57 AM »
So there's this coffee shop within walking distance of our house. This morning we decided to walk the doggies up to the coffee shop and treat ourselves. Now obviously, doggies aren't allowed inside (in less they're service animals and ours are not), so Partner goes in to get our coffees and pastry and I wait outside with the dogs. Well a SS comes along and wants to know why I'm just standing outside with my dogs. I tell her Partner is inside getting our stuff since dogs can't go in. She's carrying a little dog with her (tiny thing) and tells me "Well, my dog goes where I go and they'll just have to deal with it" and in she walks. I loath these people. There have been many times I've had to pop into a store but have the dogs with me, I don't like leaving them tied up outside or in the car for too long (never in the summer, but our winters are very nice), so I usually take them back home. But then in the store I get to see the "My dog doesn't count because I'm carrying him/her" no, your dog counts, it's not a service animal. If I can't take in my dogs, who are small but don't fit in my purse, you can't take in your purse dog.

Anyways SS walks in with dog in hand and goes to the counter, I can see inside the window. I can't hear what's said but she comes out screaming they just lost a customer and she's telling all her friends! And I hear the owner hollar "Good! Keep your friends and their dogs out of my cafe!", which made me laugh. According to Partner the girl on the register saw the dog and said "Oh, what a cute dog, but I'm sorry we can't allow animals in here, in less it's a service animal", the owner jumped in and said "Let me get your order really quickly and I'll bring it outside to you, but she's right we really can't have animals in here", which I think is great customer service. Well SS lost it. She started screaming "My dog is my child! If it were a baby you wouldn't make me go outside!! My dog goes where I go" at which point the owner says "Good, dog goes outside, you go outside!", and the SS responded in a calm rational manner and apologized for her behavior. Just kidding, she called the owner several terrible words, including calling him Hitler (right, mass genocide is the same as not letting a dog into a cafe), telling him he was an "animal hater" and then the parting shot of "I'll tell everyone I know, know about you".

Now here's the real kicker, he loves animals. Has 5 dogs of his own, bakes dog treats to hand out to customers with dogs and if you sit out on the little patio with your dog will bring out a dish of water for the dog. But he will not allow dogs in his cafe because they serve food and it's a hygiene issue. He'll ask you to step outside and he'll bring your order out to you. If you start throwing a fit, he tosses you out.

We love this place.

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Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Reply #24670 on: December 03, 2013, 11:15:16 AM »
So there's this coffee shop within walking distance of our house. This morning we decided to walk the doggies up to the coffee shop and treat ourselves. Now obviously, doggies aren't allowed inside (in less they're service animals and ours are not), so Partner goes in to get our coffees and pastry and I wait outside with the dogs. Well a SS comes along and wants to know why I'm just standing outside with my dogs. I tell her Partner is inside getting our stuff since dogs can't go in. She's carrying a little dog with her (tiny thing) and tells me "Well, my dog goes where I go and they'll just have to deal with it" and in she walks. I loath these people. There have been many times I've had to pop into a store but have the dogs with me, I don't like leaving them tied up outside or in the car for too long (never in the summer, but our winters are very nice), so I usually take them back home. But then in the store I get to see the "My dog doesn't count because I'm carrying him/her" no, your dog counts, it's not a service animal. If I can't take in my dogs, who are small but don't fit in my purse, you can't take in your purse dog.

Anyways SS walks in with dog in hand and goes to the counter, I can see inside the window. I can't hear what's said but she comes out screaming they just lost a customer and she's telling all her friends! And I hear the owner hollar "Good! Keep your friends and their dogs out of my cafe!", which made me laugh. According to Partner the girl on the register saw the dog and said "Oh, what a cute dog, but I'm sorry we can't allow animals in here, in less it's a service animal", the owner jumped in and said "Let me get your order really quickly and I'll bring it outside to you, but she's right we really can't have animals in here", which I think is great customer service. Well SS lost it. She started screaming "My dog is my child! If it were a baby you wouldn't make me go outside!! My dog goes where I go" at which point the owner says "Good, dog goes outside, you go outside!", and the SS responded in a calm rational manner and apologized for her behavior. Just kidding, she called the owner several terrible words, including calling him Hitler (right, mass genocide is the same as not letting a dog into a cafe), telling him he was an "animal hater" and then the parting shot of "I'll tell everyone I know, know about you".

Now here's the real kicker, he loves animals. Has 5 dogs of his own, bakes dog treats to hand out to customers with dogs and if you sit out on the little patio with your dog will bring out a dish of water for the dog. But he will not allow dogs in his cafe because they serve food and it's a hygiene issue. He'll ask you to step outside and he'll bring your order out to you. If you start throwing a fit, he tosses you out.

We love this place.

If I recall my history correctly, Hitler loved animals   :-\

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Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Reply #24671 on: December 03, 2013, 11:16:11 AM »
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If I recall my history correctly, Hitler loved animals   :-\

I believe he loved dogs and feared cats. 

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« Reply #24672 on: December 03, 2013, 12:41:56 PM »


Dog? Yesterday I saw a woman carrying a raccoon. Raccoons are not indigenous to England and I've never seen one other than in a zoo. Why did she have one? Not my business. But why did she have one, uncrated, in a food market? As you say, when did that become OK?
Are you absolutely sure it wasn't a puppet? My sister has one (she was a grade school teacher) that was extremely lifelike. If not...I don't get it. Considering the rabies quarantine for dogs and cats, I can't imagine how you'd get a raccoon into Britain.

Live. She was letting people pet it. Next to the meat counter in the food market.

It was definitely a raccoon, not a skunk, although a skunk wouldn't have been any less weird - they aren't indigenous to the UK either, and I've never seen one, not even in a zoo, despite what the live action remake of 101 Dalmations would have you think.
From experience (watching other people in my family; I've never tried this myself!), Racoons do. not. make. good. pets.
After they reach sexual maturity they almost all inevitably become absolutely impossible to deal with.
(That and in a lot of the US, it's illegal to have them as pets.  And if the inspector finds out you keep the pet racoons in your barn, your milk looses it's grade A rating--which would be why there are no longer pet racoons in my extended family)

My dad had a pet raccoon as a boy. Then it tried to drown his dog (whited because it might upset animal lovers). That raccoon didn't last long, considering how many guns Dad had.

Please tell us the story!

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Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Reply #24673 on: December 03, 2013, 01:21:28 PM »
Raccoons are mean.   MEAN.   And vicious.  Yes, they are the cutest things ever invented, especially little fat raccoon babies, but they are mean!!!!   My dogs are medium size, 40 lbs dogs, and I'm sure a raccoon could take them if it wanted to.

My computer skills are miserable -- would wish to do much more quoting-and-linking, than I have the knowledge and ability to do. Anyway -- one tends to regret that raccoons are both sweet and lovable, and vicious and nasty. Raccoons being bothersome in the UK -- my country -- as mentioned in PPs, is a new thing on me; but increasingly, "nothing surprises".

Fi in post #24649, mentions a raccoon problem in Spain. That also, is new to me; but have been aware for some time, that Germany has considerable raccoon troubles. (I'd do links, if I had that skill on this site; as things are, would just say, Google "raccoons -- Germany", and plenty will show up on the subject.)

Hoping for not being jumped-on for "Godwining" this thread -- Adolf has already been mentioned -- and stuff being discussed here, is reckonably about the less-nasty aspects of those people... I understand that Hermann Goering, who was both a keen hunter and a keen conservationist / nature buff, was instrumental in the mid / late 1930s, in bringing into Germany and having some releasing-into-the-wild done, of raccoons: he considered that they would be a good game-type animal for hunting, and also a cool additional species for central Europe's wildlife.  The introduced raccoons did well; plus, many were in captivity in conservation centres / reserves, pending future release as and when appropriate -- World War II chaos of various kinds, resulted in numerous captive raccoons getting out and joining their counterparts already there in the wild.  It is gathered that at the present time, Germany has a population of well over a million wild raccoons, concentrated in the central parts of the country, and making a considerable nuisance of themselves in various ways.

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« Reply #24674 on: December 03, 2013, 01:40:46 PM »
In light of the information in this thread, you'd better believe that the next time the SyFy channel takes submissions for their next TV movie, I'll be making sure that flesh-eating Nazi raccoons are on the list.

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