Coon Saga: Third Installment

Update: Rambo Gainey, coon hunter, was completely unsuccessful last night. While on night watch, there was no sign of the raccoon whatsoever and the various traps, that looked more like an obstacle course in our courtyard, remain untouched. Apparently, our setup was not enticing enough. I'm voting for putting our leftover popeyes in the traps tonight. To be continued...

Christen Wommack: thank you for the ingenious idea this morning of having Matt build a coon blind outside and spend the night in it to hunt the coon. After this inspirational idea, I did my own scoping out and did not have to travel far to come up with a pretty ingenious idea myself... PLAYSCAPE BLIND. We have a swingset connected to a treehouse fort that has never been utilized. It is in the perfect location to get the coon with a gun, bow, slingshot, spear, taser, whatever strikes Matt's fancy this evening. I am off to camouflage it and make a nice little pallet for Matt to sleep on out there. Don't worry, I will make sure he washes himself with scentblocker and is in full camo to protect himself from the beast. If you want to drop him off supplies, feel free to go through grandma's gate by the poolhouse. He loves whisky and sour patch kids. I will be locking our doors promptly at 9 pm to try and get a decent night's sleep for the first time since the mamoth varment started terrorizing our home.