Well that is a different outlook on your poor life than you expressed in your first post: "Possums, coons, skunks, they're all disease-ridden, thieving pains in the ass. They like to take up residence in my barn in the winter and eat my corn and crap all over my hay. I say terminate with extreme prejudice. Shovel, pitchfork, crowbar, whatever's handy. I usually drown the skunks, though. No sense taking chances."
'Egads calm down!' was what I thought... the local wildlife of the country just seemed to piss you off.... thought maybe you would be happier in the city where you couldn't be victimized by them.
I have cats and a dog that keep the rodents down, but the existance of animals doesn't cause me the same grief you expressed.