Last couple of nights I wasn't locking the birds up since we haven't seen any action. Besides, the runs are pretty tight, the building is metal, and all my neighbors' fences buffer my yard with our own fence too, we're totally enclosed by other people's yards. Today I was sitting down for a break, and notice mud on the middle bar of the duck run. Really? How did mud get up there? Wait, it goes to the top too! Huh. Upon further inspection, I see a mud swipe made by fur. Couple of... hand prints. Those aren't from kitty-cat paws, those are coon marks! A big and apparently very hairy coon played in the mud puddles and then climbed all over my duck run. I had noticed by a lack of poop indoors, so the ducks have been opting to sleep outside. No more! All wire was intact, but you could see where the run had been thoroughly inspected. We used small size welded wire, being cautious. Glad we did! The coons are watching after all. Wish I had a game cam to see if it really tried or decided against it and went for trash cans instead. Our trash cans have never been hit so I was thinking we didn't have coons that bad. The coons 2 miles away at my dad's house are vicious, I've lost birds to them growing up. Once a mother even brought her kits INSIDE THE HOUSE, breaking in through the screen door, to score some dog food. The ducks didn't put up a fight going to bed tonight even with a week off from routine. They marched right in this evening. Perhaps a coon pawing around outside made them decide bedtime wasn't such a bad idea after all. I was even super paranoid and put the pop door latches inside the coop, so yeah I have to enter both sides to lock them up, but if a coon does break into the run, he'll meet nothing but a solid face of wood and no latch to tinker with. So long as I go out there and lock it. Thanks Mr Coon, for reminding me that you exist and climb fences too. Two series of fences, at that.