At least your coon activity is normal coon family, not rabid coon loner. The biggest one we ever saw in Georgia was larger than our cocker spaniel and walked the fence line in broad daylight alone. If we'd been a little more isolated, without pathetic city slickers living right next door, we would have handled that situation right then and there... Plus my mom chickened out and wouldn't go outside so long as that monster was there and I was only ten at the time and she wouldn't let me use the rifle. We didn't have livestock back then though. Happy hunting!