mcdowellbri
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Figure i was bored and cant sleep so id share a story that happened to us last year out in Minnesota.
The kids were playing outside one afternoon, and our dog at the time, a German Shepard, was out playing around with the kids and he suddenly walked over to a tree, sat down and looked up. after a few minutes of looking around i saw 2 yellow eyes looking back down at me. my brother in law and i came back out armed, me with a H&R 12 single shot(not mine, wouldn't own one, but it was there) 3 slugs and a handful of birdshot, and my brother in law with the .22 rifle. he fires the entire magazine of the .22 at it(from what i remember there were like 5 rounds left in it).
It just kind of growled at us at that point, then i gave it a round of the birdshot and it fell out of the tree, seconds later it was up, and i had a slug in, slug hits it in the left front leg in around the shoulder area. it rolls over on its back and i shoot it again with another slug in the stomach.
Several minutes later we hear barking and the screams of the raccoon, its still fighting after taking enough lead to kill a human on his feet. Our dog was scratched and bitten, and being out of ammo in our immediate vicinity we pulled the dog off and hit the raccoon with a piece of steel laying around.
We find the very same raccoon dead in the road the next morning out by our mailbox, and the driveway is a quarter mile long. it seems crazy to me that something could take that much punishment and still crawl that far.
I'm also fairly certain our dog caught something from the raccoon, because it started bleeding from the mouth a few weeks later and his tongue kind of got lesions on it and fell out, needless to say he had to be put down due to not being able to eat or drink anymore.
The kids were playing outside one afternoon, and our dog at the time, a German Shepard, was out playing around with the kids and he suddenly walked over to a tree, sat down and looked up. after a few minutes of looking around i saw 2 yellow eyes looking back down at me. my brother in law and i came back out armed, me with a H&R 12 single shot(not mine, wouldn't own one, but it was there) 3 slugs and a handful of birdshot, and my brother in law with the .22 rifle. he fires the entire magazine of the .22 at it(from what i remember there were like 5 rounds left in it).
It just kind of growled at us at that point, then i gave it a round of the birdshot and it fell out of the tree, seconds later it was up, and i had a slug in, slug hits it in the left front leg in around the shoulder area. it rolls over on its back and i shoot it again with another slug in the stomach.
Several minutes later we hear barking and the screams of the raccoon, its still fighting after taking enough lead to kill a human on his feet. Our dog was scratched and bitten, and being out of ammo in our immediate vicinity we pulled the dog off and hit the raccoon with a piece of steel laying around.
We find the very same raccoon dead in the road the next morning out by our mailbox, and the driveway is a quarter mile long. it seems crazy to me that something could take that much punishment and still crawl that far.
I'm also fairly certain our dog caught something from the raccoon, because it started bleeding from the mouth a few weeks later and his tongue kind of got lesions on it and fell out, needless to say he had to be put down due to not being able to eat or drink anymore.