I tell ya , those raccons are one tough animal. Like a bullhead or a catfish they 'die hard' . They well chew thier leg off to get out of a trap. " well never set anouther trap that catches but dont kill''. Oh well, I got an issue with that. There's probably gonna be a time when they need to be traped and relocated, ok done with my issue.
I was about 14 the raccons was geting in the barn after the horse feed. My dad had a 22 semi automatic, I had nothing, his buddy had a shotgun. We opened the door threw on the lights and all hell broke out. There was about a dozen raccons in the barn. My dad and his buddy just fired away. But there was this one tough son of a biscuit that stood his ground. About 3 feet away from my dad, . He raised up on his hind legs and just snarled. While my dad was pumping 22 shells into him. He managed by the grace of god I swear , Turned around and ran the length of the barn and out the door.