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OK, so after calling the Ramsey County Sheriff, the St. Paul Police and the local animal control, I found out you have to hire someone from a private company to come out and take care of any wild animal problem in the city.
And, of course, the reason for all these calls was that we had one.
We found a raccoon in our window well Saturday morning. I couldn't tell if it was sick or injured or what, but it was just sitting there breathing. Broken leg? Rabies? Ebola? The plague? Who knows?
I waited a couple hours to see if it would revive and go away, but in the end, with the kids' faces pressed eagerly to the glass of the window mere inches from the beast (except for Nora who didn't want to watch), I ended the saga with a kill shot from ol' reliable, my Benjamin Sheridan high powered air rifle.
This is probably not legal and I take no delight in killing something unless I have to, but am I really expected to pay some guy to come out with his haz-mat suit and live trap?