Everyday brings something new on the ranch, and today it was extracting raccoons from the combine. My in-laws live along the creek and have a terrible coon problem. The coons get in the garden, in the corn of for the cattle, and even break into the garage to get the cat food. Over the past three weeks, ten adult coons have been caught in the live trap baited with cat food. They are the fattest, sassiest looking coons you've ever seen after munching on the easily accessible treats around the farm.
Today, while getting the combines ready for the nearing harvest, my husband and brother-in-law found two baby coons tucked safely away in the feeder house. The mommy coon had found a warm, dry place to make a home for her little ones not realizing that harvest is nearing. As the men took apart the combine to replace a belt, they noticed an odd sound. Opening up the feeder house, they found the two adorable little coons. They realized they had to get them out, but neither wanted to sacrifice their hands to do it so they devised a plan that involved barbeque tongs and Grandma's trash picker uppers.
The resulting course of action was amusing for all bystanders. The carefully reaching in, the careful pulling out, the hissing coons, and most of all the grimacing faces waiting for the coons to wriggle free of the grip and run up the legs of their home wreckers. It's really too bad no one thinks of a video camera in time to get the good stuff!
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