Here is a picture of my great-grandfather feeding a raccoon in his kitchen. I keep telling my wife she doesn't have it that bad. I wish I could have trapped and hunted with him...The things I would have known now!!!
Had a coon when I was young. Loved taking him to the creek and watch him work. He grew large and got mean at feeding time. Dad said it was time for him to go. He hung around for a few days outside then took an extended walkabout. He loved nightcrawlers.
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