X2, sadly we were feeding 3 wild cats. Trapped two and had them spayed, the male that showed up later and appeared to be s littermate and very close to the older one and was the same size and had the same unusual voice, he avoided the trap for a year. Tried to trap the coon but failed. Poor male came back every few weeks or so with worse and worse injuries. Finally got him trapped for care and neuter, he died on the table. Effing coon. Arms and legs abcessed, canines broken off and cracked and missing nails not to mention the awful places that coon slashed/bit him.
Thats messed up and so is the raccoon, your wood, and your saw. I cut through a mouse a few years back in a hollow skinny round.
I’m surprised the mouse didn’t leave either. Did it dirty up your saw pretty good? I am not looking forward to cleaning it...
I think it had babies and it nicked one. I didnt discover it til i moved the log. It was in a heavily wooded area in the Summer. No blood on saw. Didnt see red chips either.
The only thing I can say is, bloody hell in my best irish accent!! That is almost as bad as when you hit a big pocket of water and take a bath!!!!
I done that before and had a lot scurry out when the tree hits the ground. That along with quite a few squirrels. When you cut up dead hollow stuff you can expect some of that. I read this thread last night and this morning decided to get back on fixing up an old tobacco shed that had wind damage. I had taken down the rails from above and stacked some on end away from where I was planning on jacking the posts. Trying to get excess weight down from above. Went back in this morning from working on it in the Spring and found this. Seems the bandit was doing it's normal thing of walking up above to poop on anything that was flat and slipped. I guess when he fell his foot got wedged between the standing rails and it couldn't get itself out. First time I've ever seen this one and have to admit, I don't feel sorry for it. We store our wood inside barns to season. Raccoons and Possums seem to have the urgent need to find the highest point to poop on and it's nasty to deal with when it's stored for years. It's nice when mother nature will help you out. LOL
It is sad when it happens but it does happen. Think about the loggers; it seems sooner or later they all come across it. Along with that hickory, maybe some type of oak.