I also think baby skunks are super adorable and adult ones too.
Posted by scifibum (Member # 7625) on :
Rabies is SOOO cute.
Posted by Belle (Member # 2314) on :
My daughter's gymnastics coach traps raccoons near his home. One day we came to practice and he had a trapped raccoon in the back of his pickup - he told all the girls to go outside and look at it.
I then made the mistake of asking him what he did to them.
He said, "I take them down Clayton Rd and let them go in the woods just across the county line." In other words...practically my backyard.
No wonder there are so many of them that get into my garbage all the time! Posted by Tstorm (Member # 1871) on :
Would you have been less upset if he told you he made coonskin caps out of them?
Posted by scifibum (Member # 7625) on :
My dad captures them. I had the unfortunate experience of watching him try to kill one once. It was pretty gruesome because he didn't have tools sufficient to the task.
Posted by theCrowsWife (Member # 8302) on :
Yeah, they're cute...until they turn into snarling, fangy monsters when they feel trapped. I've had to capture a few because they like to kill my chickens sometimes. They're not difficult to kill (a .22 will do the job quickly and easily), so I can't imagine what scifibum's dad was trying to kill it with. A pocketknife?
On another note, stewed raccoon, although unusually flavored, is quite tasty.
--Mel
Posted by BlackBlade (Member # 8376) on :
My cats would always notice the raccoons trying to walk by the screen doors in the back of my house. One of them was always curious but the other one would almost hyperventilate with her hissing.
Posted by Blayne Bradley (Member # 8565) on :
my cants dont hiss though one of them does puff out her tail in a hilarious fashion.
Posted by Belle (Member # 2314) on :
quote:Originally posted by Tstorm: Would you have been less upset if he told you he made coonskin caps out of them?
Actually it wouldn't have bothered me at all. they're nuisances and pests. But, I would certainly be happier if he let them go in a place that wasn't so populated. Especially populated by ME.
Posted by Uprooted (Member # 8353) on :
My cats don't just puff or hiss, they turn into shrieking harpies if they see a raccoon.
Then again, it's not too far off from what they do if they see another cat come up to the door. Even the one that lives in the same house w/ them that they haven't accepted yet. Posted by aiua (Member # 7825) on :
My eighth grade physical sciences teacher told us this story once of his experience trying to kill a raccoon. It was apparently channeling Rasputin. I'm not sure of the exact details, but I believe that it was able to withstand poisoned food, multiple arrows through its torso, and a few bullets to the skull before finally being run over.
Posted by Tatiana (Member # 6776) on :
That's horrible. I like them and think they're cute.
Posted by Dogbreath (Member # 11879) on :
We have one that's been sneaking in through our cat door for at least a year now. We try to lock it every night, but invariably, one of us forgets every month or so, and then there are the times when the cats are still out when we go to bed and it's forecast to rain... the little bugger always sneaks in and tries to get at the food. We've tried bright lights, traps, poison, you name it... nothing will get rid of it.
At least we'll probably outlive it. That's our last hope.
Posted by Belle (Member # 2314) on :
You could always trap it and move it to my backyard. That seems to be the way to do things. Posted by Mucus (Member # 9735) on :
Too bad there is no recent Palin thread to put this in. But I thought this bit of news was pretty funky and this seems as relevant a thread on the first page as any.
quote:RANKIN INLET, Nunavut - On the first day of her trip to the Arctic Michaelle Jean gutted a freshly slaughtered seal, pulled out its raw heart, and ate it.
Hundreds of Inuit at a community festival gathered around as the Governor General made a gesture of solidarity with the country’s beleagured seal hunters.
Jean knelt above a pair of carcasses and used a traditional blade to slice the meat off the skin.
After repeated, vigorous cuts through the flesh the Queen’s representative turned to the woman beside her and asked enthusiastically: “Could I try the heart?”