It appears to be a sort of boat-hating raccoon with utter contempt for what I am attempting to do. This, of course evidenced by his defecating on my work bench.
Gross? You bet.
But, I am prepared for such subterfuge. While I cannot hunt him down easily, I have a few tricks up my sleeve. Or, rather, I have a large sack of leg traps and a bag of Oreo cookies.
We shall see who comes up on top.
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