At the far end of my parents property, there is an old double-wide trailer they rent out, for close to nothing (if only their renters would see that. And I am NOT referring to you Mindy! You and the Smiths were their best!) to a couple who swore they had raccoons under their home. The trailer buts up to 100's of BLM acreage, so, yes, they get wild animals visiting their yard all of the time.
Anyhow, my father has a friend who is a professional trapper, and he has set traps beneath the trailer to get the raccoons. And on this particular day, the trap captured two!
Justin brought Cooper AND his gun on this trip, in hopes to bird hunt. Instead, he raccoon hunted. They took the raccoons, still in their cages, out to the back of the property, and Justin "hunted" them (in the best terms I can describe!).
They are awfully cute little critters, but a beast to control. They can do a number on a house as well as farm life. My parents think they have lost most of their cats to raccoons.
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