Volume 6 , Issue 33

Coons - Dangerous, Obnoxious Creatures

"Okay, here's my story illustrating why coons are dangerous creatures: It was just after 9:00 p.m. when I let Nelson and Daisy out for one final tour of the property and noticed that I had forgotten to take down the birdfeeder hanging from a tree limb above the table in the semi-circle across the drive. Crouched in the feeder with one paw hanging onto the limb was a coon. I grabbed up a rock and jumped to the table as the coon jumped onto the limb and headed up the tree. I threw the rock. It missed the coon, hit the tree and ricocheted back straight at me. I stepped back and to the side, onto a piece of wood, and fell straight backward, hitting my head on a woody stump of the evergreen shrub. I also bit hell out of my tongue and my glasses went flying off my head. After I got over being slightly dazed, I came in, found an old pair of glasses, grabbed the flashlight and went back out to search for my glasses. No luck at all in finding them. I'll wait for daylight. I also couldn't find hide nor hair of the damned coon which caused my pitfalls and pratfalls. Which saved me having to saw down the tree to get to him. I would gladly ring the little bastard's neck."   |  View or Add Comments (0 Comments)   |   Receive updates ( subscribers)  |   Unsubscribe

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