{"id":46,"date":"2002-09-26T10:06:31","date_gmt":"2002-09-26T15:06:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/martinepage.com\/wp\/2002\/09\/26\/85494411\/"},"modified":"2002-09-26T10:06:31","modified_gmt":"2002-09-26T15:06:31","slug":"85494411","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.martinepage.com\/blog\/2002\/09\/26\/85494411\/","title":{"rendered":"85494411"},"content":{"rendered":"

It’s a wild, wild world.<\/b><\/p>\n

Since I moved in my new apartment in the very urban Plateau Mont-Royal in Montreal, a few neighbors have come around to check me out. First it was the upstairs neighbor’s cat, followed by a few more kittens, some of them bold enough to walk right in my apartment and check under my bed (sorry, nothing exciting there…).<\/p>\n

\"Neighbor<\/a> <\/p>\n

Then I had the occasional nervous squirrel, taking refuge from the alley cats on my balcony.<\/p>\n

But last night it was a masked thief who stared at me through the screen of my patio door. First I thought it was just another curious cat, but then as I got up to grab my digital camera, I saw the typical heavy weight shift from one side to the other as the thing ran away and started climbing the post at the corner of my balcony. <\/p>\n

\"Raccoon<\/a> <\/p>\n

Now I understood who had been picking at my garbage bags so methodically! The little guy was a real urban brat. He was hardly scared of me and looked straight at me while he proceeded to eat the strange beans hanging from my backyard tree. By the way, does anybody have any idea what kind of tree that is? (You can click on all the pictures to enlarge them).<\/p>\n

\"Raccoon<\/a> <\/p>\n

I got closer to the raccoon to get a better shot, and the brat hissed and swore and even stuck out his tongue at me! <\/p>\n

\"Raccoon<\/a> <\/p>\n

He must have been hanging out with the wrong crowd. I’ve noticed that neighbors have put cages out, probably to try to catch him and release him into the wild. I think they should send him to reform school instead, before he steals my scooter, which is parked right under that tree.<\/p>\n

The first person who identifies the tree in the pictures gets a selected piece of my garbage.<\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

It’s a wild, wild world. Since I moved in my new apartment in the very urban Plateau Mont-Royal in Montreal, a few neighbors have come around to check me out. First it was the upstairs neighbor’s cat, followed by a few more kittens, some of them bold enough to walk right in my apartment and… Continue reading 85494411<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.martinepage.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/46"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.martinepage.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.martinepage.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.martinepage.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.martinepage.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=46"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.martinepage.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/46\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.martinepage.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=46"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.martinepage.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=46"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.martinepage.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=46"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}