Coons are evil

I’ve been trying to trap a coon.

We see the adorable little paw prints, and the adorable way they decapitate my chickens (granted, only the stupid ones that refuse to coop up at night, so not a huge loss, but still, a headless chicken at dawn is just icky) and we’ve set the trap, and we’ve gone back in the morning.

Trap tumped over, food gone.

More adorable paw prints.

So, if you’d like to offer up your solutions to getting a coon (it hasn’t always been this hard – we’ve trapped them before.. plenty!) which doesn’t involve me or my family shooting a gun in the cold darkness, I’m all ears!