What's your most interesting story about catching a wild animal(either dead or alive). I've been discussing the challange of eliminating squirrels on another thread and thought of a new thread that might be interesting. Two years ago I declared war on a racoon which I knew was excreting on my dormer room. In fact, I knew there was both a larger coon and a small coon from the size of their s@%&. Anyway, I finally found paw (finger) marks on the side of my house next to the downspout. Washed them off and cleaned the poop off the dormer and the next day their paw marks were back on the wall near the downspout and poop was on the dormer. Someone told that I could eliminate them from climbing the downspout by soaking a tennis ball with ammonia and tieing it about halfway up the down spout. Did that on the one downspout where I first saw prints. The coon just moved to another downspout so I proceeded to put ammonia soaked tennis balls on all of my downspouts. That didn't stop him (or them). Still had more fresh poop on the dormer. Now it was man against beast...so I rigged up a motion dector flood light and directed it to the side of the house and downspouts where the coon had been climbing. Layed in bed all night halfway watching if the light came on. Don't know what I would have done if I'd seen the coon. Finally gave up on that tact. Finally, in the middle of the day, as I was sitting in my family room, about four feet from the fireplace, I heard the sound of paper rustling near the fireplace. Suddenly a light came on in my brain that said, "he's probably innside my chimney flue". Got my extra high powered light, climbed on top of the dormer again, and pointed it down the flue. I saw two big eyes looking straight up at me. Ahaa! Now to trap him. Rented a live animal trap, baited it with an opened can of tuna, and set it next to the flue on the dormer. About 10 a.m. the next day I crawled up there again and had the maddest racoon you ever saw. Called our animal control officer for my city and they supposedly relocated it. That's about as frustrated as I've ever been in catching an animal. The next night I even trapped an opossum nesting under my front porch stoop after catching my neighbor's cat.