So, I decided to stay up last night and bait this coon that's been frequenting my trash for the last two weeks on a nightly basis. I set out some old frenchfries and popcorn sprinkled with a little dog food in a paper bag. It wasn't 30 minutes and the ol' coon s
aunters on over from across the street and is diggin in the bags of baited goodies. I was standing 20 yards away behind a tree in the shadows where I couldn't be seen. I waited about 30 seconds for him to raise his head and that's exactly what he did. He looked right in my direction and then, twang! I let a Predator loose from the Big Cat and hit him in the side of the head. He had turned his head right as I pulled the trigger so it wasn't a clean forehead shot unfortunately.
The fat coon went down and did quite a bit of twitching and flopping and to my surprise was able to jump up! He got up and slowly walked away. I reloaded and took another quick shot at him but missed because he was behind a fence in the shadows. He walked behind the neighbors house and crept off, staggering and moving very slowly.
I was soo mad! I was excited and thrilled until he jumped up and walked off. I went to where he was and looked for blood, sure enough there was a fair amount of blood splatter on the paper bag he was chewing on. So I know it was a good hit. I imagine he walked off and died somewhere. I grabbed a flashlight and walked around looking for him in hopes that he had laid down and died not very far but no luck. Bummer! He did quite a 'death' dance, but just didn't die (immediately that is). Maybe I was too far from him when I took the shot, but I was no more than 20 yds. I'm guessing that since it wasn't a clean head shot, it just didn't get him exactly where it needed to...in the frontal lobe of his fat fusebox!
Well, there's more around I know that for sure. I've seen as many as 4 together in my neighborhood. I'll have to give it another try so that I can get a confirmed kill and post pics for all to see.