Around 6-630pm eastern time, I was sitting at the dinner table with my family eating dinner. There is a window in the dinning room that has a clear shot of the chicken coops. We're all talking about my stupid roosters going through their hormonal changes and wanting to flog everyone when my Father-in-law looks up an says "look at that raccoon going after the chickens!" We all thought he was joking until he got up an ran to the door (my FIL is a big man an I've never seen him run in the 3 years I've been with hubby). Thats when DH and I jumped up and ran out the door behind him (I was the last one out but the first one up to the coops) when we got up to the coops the coon was in my in-law's layer coop so my FIL locked him in the run and sent DH down for the gun. took 3 shots but my FIL finally hit him with my son's .22 cricket DH stood there an looked at me saying "are you sad" I said "H*** no!! are you forgetting the 6 Button Quail I lost and the Pheasant that thing scalped passed it's eyeballs and the poor bird still lived!? NO im not sad!"