Eggscaping
Enjoying Life!
Raccoons...brrrr. I love wildlife and co-existing with it but after our feeble, mostly deaf, elderly little min-pin was ambushed and fatally mauled in his own fenced backyard one night during a late pee-break, and the neighbor's cat was also attacked, the gloves came off for 'coons. Let them live free in the woods, but if they venture into our yard, and into a trap, they become a casualty. That's one thing we are real hard-asses about.
Skunks? Adore them. If trapped, we gently release them. In fact, we had the same one show up night after night in the trap. I guess he decided that a dinner of corn, marshmallows, and eggs was worth the overnight confinement. We would hold a blanket in front of us as we approached the trap, put it carefully over the trap, and prop open the door. Possums too...I love them. One huge, old guy was so frightened when he was trapped that I had to talk to him gently for almost a half hour before he stopped shaking and would leave the open trap.
But not raccoons...no. With them, it's 'take no prisoners'. If I were you, I would not tolerate a raccoon living so close to my chickens. And if there is a hollow in the tree, only a matter of time before another critter decides to use it. (I hate cutting down a tree too, but sometimes those hard decisions have to be made.)
Skunks? Adore them. If trapped, we gently release them. In fact, we had the same one show up night after night in the trap. I guess he decided that a dinner of corn, marshmallows, and eggs was worth the overnight confinement. We would hold a blanket in front of us as we approached the trap, put it carefully over the trap, and prop open the door. Possums too...I love them. One huge, old guy was so frightened when he was trapped that I had to talk to him gently for almost a half hour before he stopped shaking and would leave the open trap.
But not raccoons...no. With them, it's 'take no prisoners'. If I were you, I would not tolerate a raccoon living so close to my chickens. And if there is a hollow in the tree, only a matter of time before another critter decides to use it. (I hate cutting down a tree too, but sometimes those hard decisions have to be made.)