Alright so get this guys. A buddy and I were driving down some back roads pretty close to my farm in Missouri. So after a pretty boring night of coon hunting my bud and I were getting pretty tired so we decided to make a loop back to the house... Well we're driving and my bud goes "Garrett, Garrett look at that tree there's eyes in it!". I look up and there they are... Six big ole eyes right in the middle of the tree
. We let the dogs out and let them sniff around, and took them a while to realize that the coons were already in the tree lol... We didn't have a gun so I decided to climb the tree and yank them out... As I climbed up two coons jumped and the dogs caught them up pretty quick, but there was still one coon left... I climbed up, grabbed it by the tail, and yanked it out... As soon as it hit the ground it scurried right back up the tree... And almost up my pant leg
... I knocked it out again and this time the dogs caught it before it got back up... Thoose were the easiest coons I have ever encountered
