sat 03-11-00 Early this morning on the corner ledge at the bottom of the gable of the house behind my apartment was something that looked larger than the usual pigeon or squirrel. It was a racoon having trouble climbing back unto the roof. He made it, waddled along the edge of the roof stopping to look in the rain gutter a few times, climbed up a valley to the ridge and looked around, then disappeared down the other side.