Last raccoon caught... total of 6 were living in the ceiling/floors... imagine the shit! The kits - well 4 of them - are on the far side of the Bloomfield Millpond.... this is the sound that brought the last one down to the kitchen hatch... And yes I grabbed it, stuffed it in a box and drove to the pond as it chewed to get out.... it's claws and head already through by the time I completed the 5 mins drive... I celebrate with white wine and fried fish and cole slaw! It's also quiet in Baptist land (oh nope the drums and bass just started) and pouring rain. Almost my lucky day!
Quite a feat -- finding that one sound that would activate a specific raccoon. Reminds me of Beuys and his coyote performance...
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