Thursday, May 11, 2017

Trouble With A Capital T, And That Rhymes With C,

And That Stands For Coon!  We are covered up with these nasty critters. We have no proof, but the late-night bandits are prime suspects in the disappearance of the ten goslings we were watching. Now that I am retired I am learning my way around the place, and it is surprising how much I missed while I was a wage slave.

Coon Den In Mulberry

Coon Den In Hickory

Coon Den In White Oak

Coon Den In Sugar Maple

Coon Den In Northern Red Oak

You get the idea. Everywhere I turn in our woods, and around the yard we are infested with coons. Nasty, mean predators who carry multiple diseases and parasites. 

They lay up in the trees during the day, dreaming up mischief for the coming night. We need to bring back fur hats!


Merle said...

I'm not sure I'd want one of them perched on my head.....


David aka True Blue Sam said...

I'd sooner wear a skunk!