I have a buddy who does that for a living. He would have charged you $165 to set up, trap, and remove that critter.
And people pay it....... All. Day. Long.
After he 'humanely' captures the vermin, and departs, does he put a .22 bullet in the head? ...or just drive around the block and release it. Answer carefully - his ethics and business acumen are at stake. :jester:
LOL that one is just a baby ... I caught one last night also. All I used was a broom and bucket. We have them get on the porch every so often and all I do is swat him into a corner, pin him down with a broom (or foot maybe) and grab the tail. Drophim in an old 5 gallon paint bucket and clamp the lid down. If I used a tender trap in the yard I'd be carrying them off everyday.
I dropped him off this AM with an old guy who works at the local mini-mart who feeds them cornbread and such for a week or so to "clean them out" and eats them.
“The further a society drifts from truth ... the more it will hate those who speak it."
- George Orwell
Yikes! How did a Harlem sewer rat get that far south???
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LOL that one is just a baby ... I caught one last night also. All I used was a broom and bucket. We have them get on the porch every so often and all I do is swat him into a corner, pin him down with a broom (or foot maybe) and grab the tail. Drophim in an old 5 gallon paint bucket and clamp the lid down. If I used a tender trap in the yard I'd be carrying them off everyday.
I dropped him off this AM with an old guy who works at the local mini-mart who feeds them cornbread and such for a week or so to "clean them out" and eats them.
Well, it's a known fact that a lot of older Southerners, at least East Texans and Louisianans, both black and white, eat them. One rather famous recipe is Possum stuffed with Sweet Taters!
Daddy, what's an enabler?
Son that's somebody with nothing to do with his time but keep me in trouble with mom.
Well, it's a known fact that a lot of older Southerners, at least East Texans and Louisianans, both black and white, eat them. One rather famous recipe is Possum stuffed with Sweet Taters!
Well, it's a known fact that a lot of older Southerners, at least East Texans and Louisianans, both black and white, eat them. One rather famous recipe is Possum stuffed with Sweet Taters!
Mr Mitchell and his wife Are in their 80's I'd guess. They are true old school country folk from NC. When we butcher hogs they want the brains (brains and eggs) and chitlins. If we have a good weekend fighting tree rats Mrs. Mitchell makes brunswick stew and her dove casserole is great. Things that few people would think about today and way fewer would think about learning to cook. Now I will not eat possum (I have seen toooooo many eating a road kill deer or such when driving by at night) and I can't eat other things all the time because of fat/cholesterol/etc but every so often ain't nothing better than a treat from her kitchen ... especially when you get homemade biscuits the sop up the gravy!
“The further a society drifts from truth ... the more it will hate those who speak it."
- George Orwell
...Now I will not eat possum (I have seen toooooo many eating a road kill deer or such when driving by at night)...
I'm with ya there. Only because I watched one crawl out of the south end of a north-bound dead Holstein one day, I can't bring myself to do it....otherwise, I'll eat just about anything.
I caught a possum in the front yard about a week ago and put a .22 round through the top of it's head. I went to get the post hole diggers to bury it and when I walked back around the house to grab it, it was sitting up on it's haunches looking around. It didn't survive the second round.
I caught a possum in the front yard about a week ago and put a .22 round through the top of it's head. I went to get the post hole diggers to bury it and when I walked back around the house to grab it, it was sitting up on it's haunches looking around. It didn't survive the second round.
Interesting. There is a big difference between what you guys call a 'possum' and what we call a possum............
Ours..............
Apart from the fact that ours has fur and a bushy tail, the biggest difference is that ours are normally photographed DEAD!!!
how slow are your "cute" one? The zombie ones up here are S L O W and when you run over one on the road it is like hitting a piece of firewood ... sound and damage to the undercarriage bith!
Why did the chicken cross the road?
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To prove to the possum it could be done :tooth:
“The further a society drifts from truth ... the more it will hate those who speak it."
- George Orwell
how slow are your "cute" one? The zombie ones up here are S L O W and when you run over one on the road it is like hitting a piece of firewood ... sound and damage to the undercarriage bith!
Why did the chicken cross the road?
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To prove to the possum it could be done :tooth:
Hmmmmm, how slow are they? The fastest I ever chased one was on my Honda 400 quad a few years back . Flat out in third gear I wasn't gaining on it. ( not sure how fast that is cos it was at night while spotlighting them. )
I changed up into 4th and started gaining on it when suddenly it disappeared, it just seemed to vanish into the blackness............Something told me to be careful and I locked up the brakes, skidding to a halt. Switched on my Lenser H7 headlamp, got off the quad and took 2 paces when the ground seemed to disappear. It was a new property that I was doing pest destruction on and I didn't realise how far up the paddock I was. They had a big sandstone quarry that was fully fenced at one end of the paddock and the sandstone had caved in taking the fence with it. I was standing on the edge of an almost sheer drop of about 70 feet.
( Saw the possum in the headlamp at the bottom of the quarry limping away and put it out of its misery.......but it took 5 shots cos I was shaking so much. I figured the evil little bastard tried to lure me to my death...................)
I don't chase possums on the quad bike now.
Still enjoying the trip of a lifetime and making the best of what I have.....
I caught a possum in the front yard about a week ago and put a .22 round through the top of it's head. I went to get the post hole diggers to bury it and when I walked back around the house to grab it, it was sitting up on it's haunches looking around. It didn't survive the second round.
I'm with ya there. Only because I watched one crawl out of the south end of a north-bound dead Holstein one day, I can't bring myself to do it....otherwise, I'll eat just about anything.
I have also seen this. In fact, you can almost count on it in this area. I don't intend to eat one, either, although I mostly don't bother them unless they give me reason.
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-Mikhail Kalashnikov
I used 'possum food by mistake.
After he 'humanely' captures the vermin, and departs, does he put a .22 bullet in the head? ...or just drive around the block and release it. Answer carefully - his ethics and business acumen are at stake. :jester:
I dropped him off this AM with an old guy who works at the local mini-mart who feeds them cornbread and such for a week or so to "clean them out" and eats them.
- George Orwell
Ah yes, an Armadillo out of his armor suit. :rotflmao::rotflmao::rotflmao::rotflmao::rotflmao:
Son that's somebody with nothing to do with his time but keep me in trouble with mom.
Well, it's a known fact that a lot of older Southerners, at least East Texans and Louisianans, both black and white, eat them. One rather famous recipe is Possum stuffed with Sweet Taters!
Son that's somebody with nothing to do with his time but keep me in trouble with mom.
They are so greasy
FIFY
We call them "Grinners" cause that's what they do....
Mr Mitchell and his wife Are in their 80's I'd guess. They are true old school country folk from NC. When we butcher hogs they want the brains (brains and eggs) and chitlins. If we have a good weekend fighting tree rats Mrs. Mitchell makes brunswick stew and her dove casserole is great. Things that few people would think about today and way fewer would think about learning to cook. Now I will not eat possum (I have seen toooooo many eating a road kill deer or such when driving by at night) and I can't eat other things all the time because of fat/cholesterol/etc but every so often ain't nothing better than a treat from her kitchen ... especially when you get homemade biscuits the sop up the gravy!
- George Orwell
I got two in traps and the third... well it got a little medieval there for a few minutes.
Dad 5-31-13
I'm with ya there. Only because I watched one crawl out of the south end of a north-bound dead Holstein one day, I can't bring myself to do it....otherwise, I'll eat just about anything.
We dispatch them, right quick.
Here is a comparison pic............
Yours..............
Ours..............
Apart from the fact that ours has fur and a bushy tail, the biggest difference is that ours are normally photographed DEAD!!!
how slow are your "cute" one? The zombie ones up here are S L O W and when you run over one on the road it is like hitting a piece of firewood ... sound and damage to the undercarriage bith!
Why did the chicken cross the road?
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
To prove to the possum it could be done :tooth:
- George Orwell
Hmmmmm, how slow are they? The fastest I ever chased one was on my Honda 400 quad a few years back . Flat out in third gear I wasn't gaining on it. ( not sure how fast that is cos it was at night while spotlighting them. )
I changed up into 4th and started gaining on it when suddenly it disappeared, it just seemed to vanish into the blackness............Something told me to be careful and I locked up the brakes, skidding to a halt. Switched on my Lenser H7 headlamp, got off the quad and took 2 paces when the ground seemed to disappear. It was a new property that I was doing pest destruction on and I didn't realise how far up the paddock I was. They had a big sandstone quarry that was fully fenced at one end of the paddock and the sandstone had caved in taking the fence with it. I was standing on the edge of an almost sheer drop of about 70 feet.
( Saw the possum in the headlamp at the bottom of the quarry limping away and put it out of its misery.......but it took 5 shots cos I was shaking so much. I figured the evil little bastard tried to lure me to my death...................)
I don't chase possums on the quad bike now.
DPRMD
If you use a .45 you don't need to draw no steenking X's......
If you use a 12g you don't even need to aim..................:roll:
I have also seen this. In fact, you can almost count on it in this area. I don't intend to eat one, either, although I mostly don't bother them unless they give me reason.
:yikes::yikes::yikes::yikes::yikes: HOLY CRAP THAT WAS CLOSE!!!!
Luis
I use a .22 around the house so I don't startle Debbie. I'm considerate like that.:tooth:
Our possums aren't anywhere near that fast and definitely not that cunning.