CHARLESTON, W.Va. -- My story last week about a wild rabbit that attempted to take ownership of my garage prompted a few notes from readers who've experienced wildlife problems of their own.
"My family has a camp on the Elk," wrote Randrover. "Since my husband died, I don't get by there as much as I used to. I went up a few weeks ago for the first time in about a year and found that a beaver had been trying to help clear all the scrubby tree growth off the bank, except this beaver must have a really short attention span. He would only work on a tree for a little while before he'd quit and move on to something else.
"I'm starting to wonder if maybe my husband wasn't reincarnated as a beaver. He never finished any of his projects either."
A lady from St. Albans wrote about the raccoon problem they're having in her neighborhood.
"At night, they tore into my bags of birdseed and made a holy mess," she said, "so I decided to pour the seed into one of those big plastic buckets that cat litter comes in. That night, I heard a horrible racket on the porch and when I turned on the light, two raccoons were working together to try and drag the bucket off the porch. When I opened the door and clapped and hollered, they didn't let go of the bucket -- they just pulled harder."
Another said she puts her trash out in those little Kroger bags, knotted at the top. She heard a ruckus outside and when she looked out, saw a raccoon was rummaging around in her trash.
"I yelled at her to shoo and she jumped down and started lumbering off, but she was hanging on to those bags. She had them draped over her arm like a purse."
As for me, I have yet another rabbit tale, one that I hope will also serve as an explanation (and apology) to my neighbors.