One down, two to go

My husband live-trapped one of three raccoon bandits who have been raiding our fish pond at night.

I heard the trap's door snap close around 10 p.m. The night before we had caught a skunk, so we were anxious to see what we had captured.

His buddies tried to help him escape sometime during the night, digging two holes in the yard on either side of the trap. But they couldn't spring him free.

Tom released the varmint early this morning near Island Lake.