Remember those feral cats in my backyard? I managed to capture two kittens on Monday evening and the third yesterday evening. They were so cute; the third one even let me pet it through the cage and didn't seem very frightened at all.
The mother remains elusive. And smart. I saw her go into the trap, manage to take the bait (which I put under the trap, not in it) and hop back out without stepping on the release plate.
This raccoon wasn't as quick. He (she?) was in the trap this morning. In keeping with our habit of naming all the neighborhood rabbits, birds, etc., I decided this raccoon looked like a Buddy; I named him and let him go.
Back to square one, I guess. I'm just glad Buddy wasn't a skunk!