Said prematurely to the s-i-l that I hadn't seen any raccoons in the cherry tree this year. Turns out they're on my s-i-l's 2nd floor balcony, as I discovered about midnight last night with bumps and squeaks and two doors up shining flashlights to locate them. Family of five or six who were first holed up on two doors' up front porch, where Mrs.Prof nearly stepped on them. Next door having decided to go to the cottage, they put their garbage out early- the fools- and the first bump I heard was the raccoons going through their green bin. Is why I was scooping up coffee grounds in the rain at midnight. Also why I was splashing ammonia on next door's balcony and spraying Critter Ridder on the trellising leading down. While I dislike getting up early to unhook the necessary bungie cords and put the green bins out, it is, on balance, better than rebagging rotting garbage in the dark or inviting raccoons to feast in the first place.
Government in its wisdom has reduced my income supplement by 180 a month, which is sad. Of course last year it increased it by 280 so I'm still better off than in 2016. Still can't understand their math because the announcement said my annual income is a third of what my tax return said and half what the rebate guys said. Ah well. Gov gives and gov takes away... Wish the gov would get around to giving us the bandit-proof grren bins other neighbourhoods already have.