Country Living the Hillbilly Chronicles

What does your family do in the middle of the night? Something crazy like sleep? Nope not when you live in the country and you are at war with the raccoons. If we are awake late at night we are always looking outside to see if they are near the chickens, trash or shed. For the last two weeks they've been getting into the trash & feed. Thus far they have left the chickens alone. When I lived in town I thought raccoons were cute. Now I know that raccoons will pop the heads off of your chickens just for fun. They do not eat them they just want to kill them. I do not like that, I can understand animals killing to eat but not just to kill. So we are not friends with raccoons anymore.



So far we've taken care of 1 and winged another one. Well, at 12:56 the other night we got a 2nd one that was in the trash near the baby chicken nursery. The kids were so excited they were jumping up and down cheering.



Of course Parker wanted to know if "Can we eat the raccoon?"
My answer which is given often to such countrified questions "I don't know ask Mr. Brian."
She is still upset we did not eat the rooster that was pecked to death by the hens recently.



But, I found out later from the Encyclopedia of Country Living that you can eat raccoons. We still didn't (can't guarantee that in the future with the price of food increasing though!), however, I may get a nice raccoon hat or a stoll, now that's hillbilly!

Now, Wayne will be skining and gutting him and the kids will receive the best lesson on animal phisology they can receive. From their dear old Dad! This is a homeschool oppurtunity not to be passed up even by a pair of countrified city slickers like us.

Well, I guess that all from the Cultured city girl who went to Berkeley to become a US Ambassador or at the very least to work in the Foreign Service, who now has a raccoon in a feed bag in her freezer....N-I-C-E!