Yesterday the dogs discovered a raccoon hiding in the shed where I keep my mower. After putting them in the house, I tried to shoo it out of there, but it wasn't going, so we stayed inside for a while until I saw it leave the yard.
So this morning when we went out first thing I did a quick scan -- no coon. I went into the barn to care for the chickens and ducks. As I opened their hatch door to the outside run I explained that they needed to be alert today, because there is a raccoon around. I was looking at the birds, not the door, and as they raced away from instead of towards the door I turned to look. The darned raccoon was right there, as if it had been leaning against the door listening in to what I was saying!
Quick as a bunny I closed the door. I expected that the animal would either climb up the side of the barn or amble off into the overgrowth at the edge of my property. I continued caring for the birds.
But then, in the immortal words of Clement Moore, "there arose such a clatter".
I raced outside and discovered my two dogs brutally attacking that nasty raccoon. They each had a part in their mouth and they were tugging. The raccoon was vocalizing. I grabbed the nearest long implement, a piece of PVC, and tried to startle the dogs into dropping the coon. But with one of me and two of them it took a while before I had both collars in my hands.
There was a lot of blood all over the dogs' faces. When we got to the house I was able to get Ulani in, but Phoebe got away from me and raced back to the see the damage. It took a couple of tries before I successfully had them both in the house.
Once washed off I realized they were not badly hurt. Ulani has a couple of dings on her nose. Phoebe doesn't seem to be injured. Still, I took them to the vet for closer inspection.
And the raccoon?