Well they are called masked bandits after all.
Ya gotta hand it to the sneakiness of those ‘coons.
Well, who wouldn’t?
Coons know good eatin’
She is going to have to get a lock box for her door-dash deliveries. Now that the raccoons have found a source of food, they will return nightly to see if there is more food to be had and probably bring a few friends.
We had to shoot raccoons on an almost nightly basis for a while after they discovered our cat food dishes on the back deck. It took a while for the word to get around in the raccoon neighborhood that it was not safe to try to steal that food and they finally stopped trying.
Night Visitors - Joseph Blanchard - Whimsical Foray
https://youtu.be/4Fz_w97bt4s
What foolishness.
I had a family of them try and move into the area. They started to get bold and start stealing my barn cats food.
A few rounds and some dog proofs.
They were eliminated.
Wildlife takes food. Alert the media!
I feel sorry for the guy. You train all your life to finally achieve a world record and the world ignores it.
Pronouns are was / were.
"When you have to shoot, shoot. Don't talk!
These are very smart and adaptive animals. With trail-cam videos, we’ve much time watching them and we’ve been subject to their destructive antics.
They can be very vicious. They kill small animals such as rabbits and house cats with ease. They will fight amongst themselves over food. They do not climb trees, they literally run up them. A house cat taking to a tree for protection is toast if chased by a coon.
We had a feeding area for deer. (we do not hunt deer, just enjoy watching them). In one video there were 13 coons milling about taking food and fighting over it. They looked like ants milling around.
Last fall a trail cam caught two coons cornering one of our cats. The cat was never seen again.
We cannot keep an outside cat for the coons and coyotes. Both are shot on sight. Live trapping works best. Catch them and kill them. Transferring them to another area is dumb, as the problem is simply given to another person.
When I camp I don’t worry about bears. I worry about raccoons. They are dastardly geniuses.
I once had a bag of peanuts inside a Rubbermaid jug with a 5 galling collapsible water jug on top of the lid.
I woke up when I heard a noise. It was a coon closing the lid after the marauding gang stole the peanuts. They slashed the jug, drained the water and opened the lid.
I also saw one open a zipper on a backpack to steal something.
Just how far are we going to take “Criminal Justice Reform”? Now Porch Pirates don’t even try to get away, they turn around, look at you, and essentially say: “What are you gonna to do about it, bitch?”.
I left a bag of dog food in my old ranch truck once overnight and the next day all the rubber weatherstripping was gone from the closest window and the door was bloody outside where they had tried in vain to get to it. Very persistent.