LOL. A couple of years ago, we planted some corn and squash. A raccoon was spotted so we put out a live trap. Sure enough he entered the trap. As hubby a friend removed the trap, the coon reached out and picked a squash. He just sat there and ate the squash as he was carried off. The next animal was a feral cat. He was carried off to a neighborhood some distance from us. The next day, on our return from church, guess who was sitting on our fence? Yep, the cat. We named him Blackie and he still visits.
My dad said he’s going to use packing tape on the corn when it starts to show so the raccoons can’t get them off. I keep laughing at the image of my dad out in the small field of corn with rolls of packing tape up his arm so he doesn’t run out. LOL! He’s been such a great help this year since we just had a baby. I just can’t be out there as much as I’d like. He is a farmer at heart and just can’t stay away. Love my dad!