one and the coon!

"ugh?" I said to myself, when I spotted this dead raccoon. let's investigate further....... gosh, I'd sure like the tail for my nature table... thought I. And, I have nothing thawed out for dinner...ummmmm?


i could tell the coon was dead... i even prodded it's foot. their paws/pads are soft like the bottom of our feet! just in case you wondered.

so i picked it up. it's much heavier then one would think. that is... if one ever thinks to themselves, "i wonder how much racoon's weigh?" not to worry MOM... i am wearing clear plastic gloves.

i would of loved some teeth, but remembered i already have a skull at home. so i had tommie chop off the tail. with an ax. how else?

when we were finished, we threw the carcass in the bed of my nephew's pick-up truck. i wish i could see his face when he finds the tail-less dead coon!

how did it die? well, a girl has to have some secrets doesn't she? especially when she doesn't want to offend any of her blog readers! smile, wink, nod.

now....what's for dinner?