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March 2, 2004 | John Bowers, Special to The Times
SIX BLACK-MASKED bandits are wreaking havoc along security fences at Terminal Island's federal correctional institution, disturbing the population confined there, although the commotion is warmly welcomed by most of the inhabitants. The Clyde family of raccoons scurries along the beach, setting off motion sensors as they parade through the man-made underbrush of razor-wire and hurricane fencing.
March 19, 2010 | Sandy Banks
Maybe Brian the dog is just a better conversationalist than Steve Lopez's marauding raccoons. Lopez enlisted an animal psychic to persuade the raccoons destroying his yard to lay off. Psychic Dana Miller is trying to reason with them -- as Lopez relayed in his Wednesday column -- but conversing with raccoons isn't as easy as chatting with dogs, it seems. Miller had no trouble connecting with Brian, a tiny white Maltese who disappeared three years ago from his Tujunga front yard.
June 25, 1985 | MARK HENRY, Times Staff Writer
For months, Bob and Emily Collins wondered about the nightly pitter-patter across the roof of their Coldwater Canyon home. They also pondered the new divots that appeared in their lawn each morning and the sections of sod that were neatly rolled back. It looked almost as if a gardener were at work. At first, they were afraid that their house had fallen victim to a rat or termite infestation, but inspectors found nothing.
August 26, 2007 | Steve Lopez
I report to you today from the wilds of Los Angeles, home to thousands of feral cats, countless rattlesnakes, the occasional mountain lion and the most feared and dangerous of all wild beasts -- the Silver Lake raccoon. Yes, the raccoons are back, more destructive and arrogant than ever. "Why do you have pans of beer in your frontyard?" little Junior, the baby sitter's son, wanted to know the other day. Because we don't have any grenades, that's why.
Lou Manfredini has heard plenty of folk remedies for household problems. But Latin music to drive out raccoons? That was a first for the home-repair expert, who appears as the "Today" show's Mr. Fix-it and hosts a Chicago radio program. "I had a woman call me who had raccoons in her attic," Manfredini recalls. "She'd tried everything--traps, baiting, poisoning." Desperate, she placed a clock radio in the attic and tuned to a Latin music station.
November 16, 2005 | Steve Lopez
When I confessed a few weeks ago that I had a bit of a raccoon problem in my garden and was buying coyote urine to repel them, I had no idea I had joined the ranks of some of the most exasperated and unstable people in all of Southern California. It turns out that from Santa Barbara to San Diego, homeowners are at war with raccoons living in their attics, under their houses and in their yards.
April 20, 2004
In "Howling Fury" (April 13), raccoon molester Josh Brones said, "I'm what sociologists would call a spiritual hunter.... It's how I commune with nature. It's when I'm most appreciative of what I've been blessed with." What a crock of nonsense. Most people commune with nature by bird-watching, hiking or other passive activities. They don't harass and kill wildlife and call it a blessing. Michael Gordon Long Beach
August 19, 1991
The spectacular transformer explosions that lit up the Saturday sky like a fireworks display by a grand impresario actually were the work of a lowly raccoon. The explosions, which left more than 5,800 Culver City residents without power for up to four hours, occurred when a raccoon climbed a power pole and took one step too many, said Southern California Edison spokesman Paul Klein.
July 28, 1987 | JOHN HENKEN
One lesson that the young musicians of the Los Angeles Philharmonic Institute Orchestra are learning well this summer is that anything goes at Hollywood Bowl. Their efforts on behalf of Beethoven's Ninth Symphony on Sunday evening were decorated with all the tragicomic touches of a National Lampoon movie. Starring in the production was a clan of very vocal raccoons. For the first three movements, they contented themselves with heckling from the wings, in loud, curiously warbling voices.
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