Sunday, December 17, 2006
Goin' on a Coon Hunt
Being the good doctor my father is, he decided to set them free (rather than the much easier alternative of blowing them away). He used a method that could be called....interesting. Using his baseball glove, he pinned the raccoons long enough for Jake to cut the snares. Dad was injured in the scuffle, but not seriously, although I suspect he now has rabies.
One of the raccoons proceeded to run straight into another snare after being freed. Stupid thing. Basically, that's the most entertaining thing I had to write today.
I would have shot the 'coons, too. Good for him, though. It must have been a challenge. Racoons are kind of... not liking being close to humans.