This is odd...... I released Wilma yesterday late morning. It was a bit hot but I knew today would be bad due to storms and I was right. We are having major storms push through here all night and this morning too. So I let her go yesterday. She ran right under my deck!!! Not to the woods, not to the abandoned house next door either. That is strange. AND she stayed under there all day and night. I could see her through the deck boards. I am concerned about this. I put her bowls and a bed under the deck close to the house. It is near a window well, and the boards lift up at that section so I could lift the boards and place her things under there. She didn't eat or drink all day. I kept checking and replacing the water with fresh water and ice. Then last night just before dusk, I put fresh food under there for her. I was very worried about the racoons. I can't stand them, cute as they are, and I knew they would be coming very soon if Wilma didn't eat that food quickly. 
. Went to bed. About eleven o'clock, I heard the boards banging around on the deck. I jumped up out of bed and ran out to the deck. TWO young racoons on the deck running around and mom was under the deck helping herself to food/water. The baby racoons were all puffed up hissing at me and I thought I was going to be attacked by them all. Mom came charging out from under the deck, I picked up a watering can and started banging it and yelling (softly
) because I didn't want to wake Larry, he would have gotten mad 
. He told me not to put food under the deck and just put it in the shelter. If Wilma was hungry, she knows where to go. So if Larry woke up and saw me in a challenge with racoons 
.... 
Anyway, the baby racoons couldn't figure out how to get out. My deck is all enclosed with trellace. They ran into the attached dog pen and I followed. We were down in the stones and then mom came from the yard and climbed the little wire fence I have enclosing the dog run. She was going to come after me!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The nerve of her. I swung the watering can around and around and acted crazy
!!! The babies finally figured out to climb the fencing and off they all went. All the while, I am sure Wilma was under the deck freaking out. I got a flashlight and saw her again through the boards. There was a little food left and I don't know if she got any or the racoons got it. Of course, when I went out to feed this morning before another round of storms, I could tell the sloppy racoons came back. The bowls were covered in mud. It's like the racoons wash themselves up after eating the wonderful meal I left for them 
and then clean up in the fresh water I left for them 
...... Poor Wilma. I did not see her under there this morning. I am worried about her. She is older too maybe seven. I don't know if she wants to be an outside cat anymore 
. Well, if she decides she wants in, then I will try to find a place for her to go. She will have to make that decision and somehow let me know. I have not seen Fred since he was released. And, here comes another storm 
!!!!!!!
. Went to bed. About eleven o'clock, I heard the boards banging around on the deck. I jumped up out of bed and ran out to the deck. TWO young racoons on the deck running around and mom was under the deck helping herself to food/water. The baby racoons were all puffed up hissing at me and I thought I was going to be attacked by them all. Mom came charging out from under the deck, I picked up a watering can and started banging it and yelling (softly) because I didn't want to wake Larry, he would have gotten mad . He told me not to put food under the deck and just put it in the shelter. If Wilma was hungry, she knows where to go. So if Larry woke up and saw me in a challenge with racoons .... Anyway, the baby racoons couldn't figure out how to get out. My deck is all enclosed with trellace. They ran into the attached dog pen and I followed. We were down in the stones and then mom came from the yard and climbed the little wire fence I have enclosing the dog run. She was going to come after me!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The nerve of her. I swung the watering can around and around and acted crazy
!!! The babies finally figured out to climb the fencing and off they all went. All the while, I am sure Wilma was under the deck freaking out. I got a flashlight and saw her again through the boards. There was a little food left and I don't know if she got any or the racoons got it. Of course, when I went out to feed this morning before another round of storms, I could tell the sloppy racoons came back. The bowls were covered in mud. It's like the racoons wash themselves up after eating the wonderful meal I left for them and then clean up in the fresh water I left for them ...... Poor Wilma. I did not see her under there this morning. I am worried about her. She is older too maybe seven. I don't know if she wants to be an outside cat anymore . Well, if she decides she wants in, then I will try to find a place for her to go. She will have to make that decision and somehow let me know. I have not seen Fred since he was released. And, here comes another storm !!!!!!!
An angry raccoon is a scary thing. 
I'm glad she didn't attack you! (This morning did you tell Larry what you did last night? 
We've also released on female that didn't - in fact, it was the very first female we ever TNRd. Haunts me to this day. But that said... they know where the food is. 
