I used to live where coons would come up and eat the cat food right by the door, even with the porch light on. My Dad and I would sit out and shoot them from the back window of the house. We nailed a big momma coon who had 7 well grown kits, almost mature enough to be on their own. After nailing her with our .22 we dragged the corpse around and made sure blood was trailed around the parimeter of the property. We never saw hide nor hair of those kits after that. They are horrible beasts and very very destructive, if not to live stock, then to property.