Well... I'm amazed, I live in Wales, UK. And all I have to contend with are foxes in the garden, badgers in me garage, hedgehogs on the doorstep, slowworms on the patio, and frogs... of almost biblical proportions in the garden. The occasional Squirrel on the roof, and wol our friendly owl twoot twooing on the post...

But a Raccoon in the cellar has got my imagination going, it does sound like a good old name for a mad raving tune or two.

I have this image of a the raccoon, chilled out, enjoying a corunucopia of enticements, laughing in the face of adversity, relaxing and having a bit of Cellar R and R.

The image is even better, when you imagine it listening to endless tracks of Boney M, Roger Whittaker, and Des O'Connor, with a bit of Ungle burt humplerdicker thrown in for good measure... Raccoon white noise...

Then surrounded by mothballs, covered in sticky bait curled up on the shelf with one eye on Bat Goddess, and with a satisfied Sticky faced, peanut butter slather mouth a snicker at the household and back to a sedated, but only slight, snooze..

Sounds to me like the best option is to get the professionals in... as long as they don't kill the critter.

All the best!

EWIS ;-)