Skip to comments.Raccoon Attack Sends Woman to Hospital (Make that pack of Raccoons)
Posted on 07/11/2012 5:42:50 PM PDT by Blackirish
A Washington state woman suffered 16 puncture wounds and over 100 lacerations after being attacked by a pack of raccoons. Twenty-eight-year-old Michaela Lee was jogging on a trail near her Lakewood home when her dog spotted two raccoons and chased them up a tree. I went over to pick up the leash and head home when three other raccoons just charged out of the grass straight for me.
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I don't know about you folks, but trying to wrestle down a 4 lb. housecat is a recipe for disaster.
If you are going to be an animal and nature lover, you need to be prepared to fend off animals and nature.
Sounds planned. An ambush.
When attack by a band of “Suburban Ferals” is possible, carry a firearm, not mace.
The beasties can do without your spicing yourself up before the ‘coon feast begins.
It’s a “Gaze” of Raccoons..Guess they set their eyes on the poor woman.
So what did the dog do?
Was she on the phone with 911? Did they tell her that she didn’t need to follow the raccoons? Were skittles involved?
Wrong kind of dog.. the right kind would have gone thru those raccoons like a conservative telling truth at an NAACP convention...
They’d be running for the nearest tree.. to climb like a scared monkey..
read the article....
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There are probably some other good points..
I’m thinking the racoons are up to something.
Thanks for posting that -- I figured there had to be a technical term for a group of raccoons, and I was planning to look it up.
If they can’t capture and take the heads in for testing of every raccoon that bit her she is in for Rabies shots. But those are not the horror they once were. The injections are given in the shoulder and not the abdomen like 20 or 30 years ago. Still painful but far better than going through one of the worst imaginable ways to die.
“I’ll get you my pretty, and your lttle dog, too!”
I’m sure a pack (or glaze if you must) of threatened racoons will surely be deathly afraid of a little mace. Obviously she has never been schooled about the viciousness of cornered or threatened wild animals. I can picture her spraying mace at the grizzly bear that her dog rousted out of the brush.
“I’ll get you my pretty, and your little dog, too!”
Roast raccoon used to be featured on the menus of America’s best restaurants.
Skinned raccoon can still be sold as long as one of the paws (hands?) is still attached. at least get some use out of the little b@stards. My uncle used to thin the herd with .22 crimped shot, near the trash cans at night with the back porch light on.
And teach the young’uns how their granddads worshipped Davy Crockett, wore his coonskin cap, & wished they owned his Kentucky long rifle.
Would this be covered by Obamacare?
I remember my Grandfather going out at night with the coon dogs and seeing the skins stretched out on pentagonal plywood drying boards up in the rafters of their detached garage. Never ate any, though.
I trapped a third coon this morning raiding my hen house.
Hey, raccoons aren’t funny. A bunch of them absolutely trashed my $600,000 waterfront home; it is currently unlivable. I trapped and released 2 of them; trapped a third, but he died in the trap during the heat wave.:-(
It’s a “skulk” of foxes, even if they’re wearing Socks FoxInSocks.
Just what I feared.. Raccoons have joined the Teamsters Union
Probably a group that has been fed by nitwits on the trail for some time. Feed raccoons and reap the results.
They aren’t funny, are they? We have a fairly nice set of ponds in our yard. The coons routinely dismantle and take away various pump parts, filters, and ornamental objects.
My husband figures the yearly damage at about $300 bucks.
That’s not close to your loss but it’s significant for us.
I trap squirrels, my neighbor traps coons. We have a mutual nondisclosur agreement for the sake of the children.
I actually had a pet raccoon when I was a kid. He was imported from New Jersey.
I grew up on Long Island, NY and my father obtained a permit from the State of New York which allowed us to have two raccoons, but my mother wouldn’t sign on for more than one. He lived in a large cage in woods we owned behind my house, and escaped more than once.
He still had his fangs and very sharp nails. He bit my father a few times, and he got me good at least once.....I gave him a paper plate full of table scraps, and when I tried to grab the plate to add more food, he sank his fangs into my hand. It took 10 - 15 years for the small scar to fade.
My Dad and I once took the raccoon into NYC.....to my Dad’s photographic business....to give him a bath. If you want to attract a crowd of people, try walking near Rockefeller Center while carrying a huge raccoon on your chest! That raccoon turned alot of heads, even amongst jaded New Yorkers.
Eventually, we took him to a large wooded state park and gave him his freedom.
Sorry to hear about the damage to your home. I hope your insurance covers the loss. I miss the good old days when the worst raccoons did was tip over garbage cans.
That's the cat's pajamas.
A few years ago when I took a trapper’s safety class, coon pelts were going for around $20 each. Haven’t checked prices in a while, though.
Once on the farm I got a possum in the live trap. Son shot it and I skinned it and sent it off with some goat hides to be tanned...Possum if you had enough would make a nice jacket. It would take quite a few...
My property is infested with the worthless bastards. There must be hundreds of them back in my woods, one night I shot 4 of them.
They tear up the bird feeders and rip up the lawn digging for grubs. There seems to be no limit to how many there are because every morning you can see what they were into the night before.
I've tried to get someone to hunt or trap them in the fall, but they never show up. All anyone does anymore is deer hunt around here.
Darks is involved with this somehow......
Thanks for the smile
It’s been about a year since my mom passed away... She used to say fox in sox to get me to laugh when I was little.. Not sure why or where it came from but, It brought a smile to my morning.. Thanks.
***On the farm I had a coon find a way into the coop, killed about 7, ate one right down to the skeleton.***
Several years ago I noticed a large amount of feathers and blood in my hen yard when I went out to open the pen up.
I could find no way anything could have gotten in the house to kill a chicken, and the hens were not spooked at all.
Next morning I noticed fresh guts in the yard and a close inspection found no way a coon could get into the hut, and the hens were still not spooked.
Then I looked closely inside the house and saw lots of blood in one area.
There was a 1 1/2 inch gap between the roof and the wall for air circulation. A close inspection of the outside of the hen hut in that area showed lots of scratches in the wood. I then figured it out.
The coon had learned to jump up the side of the hut, reach through the 1 1/2 space, grab what he could and pull the chicken through the opening. The other hens inside did not even notice one of their own was gone.
I have since closed up those air openings.
Had that album plus Burnt Weenie Sandwich.
This is why I carry my Ruger LCP when I’m out running. Well, actually, I’m more worried about dogs though I have yet to encounter a really mean one.
I believe a Pyrenees would solve your problem.
(”Pyrenees”, not “Pekinese” - just to clarify)