the other night I opened my back door to let my older cat inside when I saw a coon eating the rest of the dry food that was out. I yelled at it and threw a big broom at it hitting it in the head (not hard but hard enough that is should have ran away) It could have cared less about me and my cats and I knew it was only a matter of time before it realized there was tastier treats all over my property. Now I have hot wire and I think my coops are secure but don't want to test that theory. So I set my trap. he is now drowning in my pond, and it weighs heavy on my heart. I really don't feel like I had much of a choice as the closest place to release is over 2 hours away and then I am just dumping the coon to be someone else's problem. So I sss but feel like crap about it. Had there been a chook attack I would have been filled with anger but as this was a pre-emptive strike I just feel like a murderer. I cant even eat him or feed him to my chooks cause who knows what he has gotten into living around me.