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In the HUNDREDS of coons we have shot with 22's, including many with lower powered loads, we have NEVER had a 22 bounce off a coons head...
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Raccoon whips my 2 dogs after being shot out of a tree and falling 30 feet!
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Armored farmer
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it's ironic that I stumbled upon this thread. I spent from 10 pm until 1230 am in my makeshift watchtower. I spend a good deal of time and energy growing a large sweet corn patch for family , friends, and neighbors.
This year the little masked marauders have nearly ruined it. It isn't even ripe yet and my patch is riddled.
Much like CraigC, specifically built a AR pistol for close quarters work. It has a sig brace, single point sling, weapon light, and reflex sight. I am very pleased with my AR, but this old Quail hunter will probably use his 1100 and some high brass #4s next time. Those little bandits are wary, I only got glimpses.
It wouldn't be proper to say whether i was successful or not, because there is a season on these nasty varmints.I did stay in that cage for 2.5 hrs.
MtnCreek
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Get a few live traps and bait them with honey buns or dogproof and bait with catfood. The dogproofs will have to be staked well or they'll dig them up. The traps work while you sleep.
FWIW, I shot a lot of coons back when I coon hunted. I was designated hitter cause I was a good shot and young/dumb enough to want to carry a rifle through the steepest/thickest laurels WNC had to offer. My preferred rd was a CCI CB Long. Not much louder than a pellet rifle. They're tough in a fight, but don't take to bullets too well.
FWIW, I shot a lot of coons back when I coon hunted. I was designated hitter cause I was a good shot and young/dumb enough to want to carry a rifle through the steepest/thickest laurels WNC had to offer. My preferred rd was a CCI CB Long. Not much louder than a pellet rifle. They're tough in a fight, but don't take to bullets too well.
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I shot two more of them today... The bullets out of my Henry lever, didn't bounce off them either...
Both one shot kills, to the head.
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Both one shot kills, to the head.
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MCgunner
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Found two of my chickens dead in the pen when we got home from a fishing trip to Indianola. Set the trap, the war is back on. 
langenc
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When I coon hunted in Texas, small coon, there usually was 5 or more dogs The coon never had a chance. The coon was often shook out of the tree to be met by the dogs.
I couldnt believe it the first few times I saw it.
Verminterror - That was a great post. Very informative, well written, and clearly comes from a hunter with a lot of experience. Thank you for sharing that with us. I'd love to read some more about your hunts. This line in particular struck me and had me wanting to read a lot more:
"Few things are more exhilarating than dumping the dogs on a hot scent, or hearing a striking hound break the silence of a still night."
Riomouse911
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"Trash Pandas" (from Guardians of the Galaxy 2) sure are mean little bastages. One recently got into my friends' house through a partially opened window and tore their African Grey parrot apart while it was locked in its cage. It was all over before they heard the commotion and came out of the bedroom (armed) to investigate...and naturally the 'panda jumped out of the window before Mike could get a bead on it.
I had a Walker hound named Mack that tackled a big coon that I got a bad shot on one night, he clamped down on the coon and I could hear bones cracking. Later found he had a ripped up ear and had some large holes ripped into his leather collar. I think Mack was a bit lucky that night. I also witnessed him kill a skunk one night, came running up behind it at an angle and grabbed it by the neck and flipped it into the air breaking it's neck and kept running for a little ways and turned around and looked at it and walked up to me like "see what I did".
Had an uproar out back one morning. Found a mid size coon at war with my 2 mutts.
The coon was standing roaring like a midget bear! A dog would run in grab it and shake. The coon started gnawing on the dogs face till the dog dropped it. The coon would try to run and the other dog jumped in. Blood everywhere.
I needed to get to work and the dogs were losing. Grabbed my 97 pump 12 guage and shot one round in the air to scare the dogs off and the next round did for the coon. Little critters are tough!
The coon was standing roaring like a midget bear! A dog would run in grab it and shake. The coon started gnawing on the dogs face till the dog dropped it. The coon would try to run and the other dog jumped in. Blood everywhere.
I needed to get to work and the dogs were losing. Grabbed my 97 pump 12 guage and shot one round in the air to scare the dogs off and the next round did for the coon. Little critters are tough!
JR24
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I recall in my youth hearing an ungodly ruckus in my woods one day, and when I investigated I saw a flying furball that turned out to be my 12 pound cat and a massive coon brawling.
Before I could intervene, the cat had the coon up the tree and had nary a scratch. I was amazed.
That was one bad butted cat, used to chase large dogs down the street for fun.
Before I could intervene, the cat had the coon up the tree and had nary a scratch. I was amazed.
That was one bad butted cat, used to chase large dogs down the street for fun.
ewlyon
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Not a hunting story, but during the winter a few years ago I let my dog (a 12lb mutt who has always been a lazy indoor dog) out the front door into the yard and he immediately ran about 10 feet and started attacking something in the snow, which turned out to be a raccoon about the same size as him. I pulled on his leash to get him off and somehow he didn't have a scratch on him and was pulling as hard as he could to get back in the fight while the coon scurried away as fast as possible leaving a few red spots on the snow.
If1HitU
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Better use a bigger gun next time,lesson learned don't you think? 
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I’m to old, fat and lazy for it now but back in my college days my passion was duck hunting the swamps of SE Louisiana. One morning we headed out before daybreak with my big chocolate lab Bruin.
He liked to roam ahead of us as we made our way back to the pot holes we would hunt. As we were in rout there was an explosion of sound and fury ahead of us the likes of which I’d never head before. Bruin had a hatred for Nutria and would go out of his way to kill them (the reason he was always ahead of us), however, he was always efficient and dispatched them alacrity. I knew from the commotion this was something else and I could tell he was in trouble.
So now I’m racing as fast as I can through the thigh high boggy swamp to get to him. As my head lamp puts light on the situation I see a coon sitting on top of a cypress stump snarling and hissing and Bruin barking and growling. The next thing that happens is something I’ll never forget.
The coon jumps off the stump and onto Bruin’s back, spins around and bites him on the back of the head, then jumps back onto the stump, all in a blink of an eye. Bruin had no idea what was going on or what to do about it. As I’m taking this all in the damn coon does it TWO more times!
It took all me and my buddy had to hold my dog while a third buddy ran the coon off with his walking stick, and the little monster still didn’t want to leave!
I truly believe he would taken us all on, one at a time or in a bunch, and probably would have won
He liked to roam ahead of us as we made our way back to the pot holes we would hunt. As we were in rout there was an explosion of sound and fury ahead of us the likes of which I’d never head before. Bruin had a hatred for Nutria and would go out of his way to kill them (the reason he was always ahead of us), however, he was always efficient and dispatched them alacrity. I knew from the commotion this was something else and I could tell he was in trouble.
So now I’m racing as fast as I can through the thigh high boggy swamp to get to him. As my head lamp puts light on the situation I see a coon sitting on top of a cypress stump snarling and hissing and Bruin barking and growling. The next thing that happens is something I’ll never forget.
The coon jumps off the stump and onto Bruin’s back, spins around and bites him on the back of the head, then jumps back onto the stump, all in a blink of an eye. Bruin had no idea what was going on or what to do about it. As I’m taking this all in the damn coon does it TWO more times!
It took all me and my buddy had to hold my dog while a third buddy ran the coon off with his walking stick, and the little monster still didn’t want to leave!
I truly believe he would taken us all on, one at a time or in a bunch, and probably would have won
Caliche Kid
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No doubt racoons are tough, they grow up that way. I have watched many, many dog/racoon fights. I could probably write a book, ha. I am a Southwest Texas rancher and varmint control is an everyday, time consuming duty. I keep a predator and trapping log and we, mostly me, remove between 200 and 600 racoons annually from our property. We have a neighbor’s hunting camp within a couple miles of our house and we visit there frequently. There is usually some city dwelling dogs there with their owners. At nightfall there will be a racoon dog encounter, usually with multiple dogs. The dogs just don’t seem to know what’s happening. The racoon knows. The results are always like the OP testified. I think the dogs would eventually learn how to fight racoons but it takes experience. I have several dogs. Border collies and heelers mostly. If and when I signal them to intervene in a racoon fight, the results are fast and decisive. The racoon is torn to shreads in seconds. But it’s certainly not my dog’s first rodeo. I don’t/ won’t loose these dogs in town. Food for thought.
Late to this thread but still have to respond.
When I used to farm, we had some city folks out for a visit. They had brought out a nice dog, shepherd cross who was busy chewing on horse pucky out in the yard. The neighbor lad was over, maybe 12 years old and he ventured “that’s a real good looking dog, does he kill yet”…
The visitors were taken aback by this statement and thought this was terrible for a young kid to think that way…. Well truth be told, Farm Dogs protect their yard and everything in it.. My two dogs had killed everything from wild cats to racoons, coyote, badger and the worse, porcupine…
Farm dogs learn real quick, they are natural predators….
Most dogs will only tangle with a porcupine once…. When the quells are poking out from the inside of their throat that dog is hurting…. And u are off to the vet…
dirt yes we are dog folks…
When I used to farm, we had some city folks out for a visit. They had brought out a nice dog, shepherd cross who was busy chewing on horse pucky out in the yard. The neighbor lad was over, maybe 12 years old and he ventured “that’s a real good looking dog, does he kill yet”…
The visitors were taken aback by this statement and thought this was terrible for a young kid to think that way…. Well truth be told, Farm Dogs protect their yard and everything in it.. My two dogs had killed everything from wild cats to racoons, coyote, badger and the worse, porcupine…
Farm dogs learn real quick, they are natural predators….
Most dogs will only tangle with a porcupine once…. When the quells are poking out from the inside of their throat that dog is hurting…. And u are off to the vet…
dirt yes we are dog folks…
steve8261948
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Nothing new about this but, keep your hounds away from water. Coons will get onto their heads and drown them.
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Bout 55 yrs ago I had a black dachshund that killed alot of coons without ever getting to bit up. Some hound men from Detroit used to hunt around us from time to time and one time they let me and the dog tag along. After they knocked a big coon out of the tree and watched old Blackie kill it they offed my Dad $75 for the dog. My Dad deferred them to me. In those days $75 would buy a very nice new gun but I turned them down. My Dad said, "Shoulda' sold'em." A month later the dog got into a really big coon and killed it but two days later he died from something. Dad was right.
Alaskan Ironworker
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Had a similar experience with my wife’s 2 chiahuahuas and a squirrel. Funniest thing i have ever seen. I wounded it with my red rider bb gun, and it fell off my house. Those dogs thought they were gonna get a piece of squirrel, but the opposite happened. It was one of our little alaskan squirrels, not those rabbit sized ones you guys got down south.
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