After almost two years of being left alone, some hungry creature in the area has been enjoying guinea fowl for supper. I've lost six in the last week or so, two just the night before last. About 3am I found the guineas scattered off their normal roosts with some high in the trees so I knew something had spooked them.

Last night I provided an open invitation for any interested predator to dine on a peanut butter sandwich in a live trap. This morning found the biggest raccoon I've ever seen enjoying the accommodations. We worked out an arrangement, perhaps not entirely to his liking. A few hours later I counted over a dozen buzzards (turkey vultures) sharing a racoon lunch at the far end of the horse pasture.

We found peanut butter the best thing to catch raccoon, possum, and skunk without attracting the cats.

JKJ