I was awakened at 3am this morning by the horrible cries of a critter underneath the cabin. I turned on the outside lights in hopes of seeing exactly what kind of critter was in distress. The cries moved from underneath the cabin to underneath the ATV and there was a lot of thumping around on the ground, in addition to the cries. I opened the front door and at that moment, 2 or 3 coons ran under the house. I opened the screen door and stepped onto the front step when a huge ball of fur, similar in movement to that of an oblong tumbleweed, rolled out from under the ATV and into the yard. This ball of fur went to and fro, this way and that away, over here and out yonder. I finally saw a tail and determined that it was two large coons. I shouted, "STOP IT!", and they continued to roll around the yard. I finally yelled, "Enough of that shit!". The rolling stopped, and this gray boar coon released the darker coon and looked my way. Then he stood up and eyed me, and I swear he stood 4' tall! He got down on all fours and started toward me and I stepped off the porch to pick up a piece of a 2x4. That's when I remembered the coons that had ran under the house and I wondered if they were going to jump me from behind, as well as wondering just how smart it was for me to be battling with a mad boar coon outside at 3am while my husband was snoring soundly inside. :/ But, the boar coon stopped and decided that I wasn't worth his time, then turned and slowly made his way out of the yard, grumbling the entire time. The other coon was slower about getting up and was still sitting in the yard licking it's wounds when I went back inside.
After daylight Larry and I found hair and blood all around the yard.
This place truly is...Out where the wild things LIVE!
