Thanks fellas. The farmer called while I was cutting wood with my Dad and said he had a coon for me. He said it was standing in his driveway and let him walk right up to it and dispatch it. He threw it in the back if his truck and was bringing it to my house when he called. I told him where to put it, when he said over the phone, " It ain't dead! It's walking around in the back of my truck!" He was successful the second time, but we got a good laugh out of it. This is #5, but I won't count it since I didn't trap it.