All animal control is going to do is shoot it like Stan Smith
Google to see if there is an animal rehab shelter nearby that will get him?
Let him die slowly outside, suffering?
Call a rehabilitation center.
All the rescue shelters seek to be closed until noon, and I'm not sure if they will take this one in.
shoot it myself
damn the only pain-free method is gone. animal control will end up shooting it anyway.
I called animal control, but who knows how long they'll take.
I think animal control took it. Drove by on my way home and that raccoon was gone. No way it had the strength to move on its own. I just hope that it's end was merciful and that it didn't just waste away to death in the street.
deadly raccoon roundworm, killed 2 of my chickens,
You're probably going to get a fun set of shots over the next few days to make sure you don't end your days strapped to a bed under heavy sedation and waiting to die as rabies fries your brain
I contacted multiple rescue agencies and shelters. All of them told me the same thing: they refuse to accept raccoons, due to a parasite that they may carry.Yeah, unfortunately raccoons can carry a lot of parasites in their poop.
Looks like animal control is the only option here, unless I want to walk outside and shoot it myself (which will make many more problems).
Haven't felt this bad in awhile.
All animal control is going to do is shoot it like Stan SmithLearned this the hard way trying to save a rabbit once. The shelter most likely will just euthanize it.
I had a similar situation back in maybe 2008. I went outside one Saturday morning to do some shopping and I saw a raccoon laying in the grass on one side of the place I lived. It didn't do anything when I approached it and I thought maybe it was just not feeling well, so I left to do my shopping. When I got back home, my mother and a policeman were outside near the raccoon. My mother called the police because she saw the raccoon and felt something was wrong with it.Yeah, something similar happened to me with a deer once. I didn't see the poor creature, but got a knock on the door from animal control. They just let me know that a sick deer was in my yard and they were going to have to shoot it. Felt awful for the poor creature.
After a little goading, the officer felt it was best to put the raccoon down. I didn't want to be near when it happened so I went inside and down to my room and started crying, and after a few seconds I heard the gunshot. When I went out later, I could see the bullet hole in the ground.
I haven't thought about that in years and it still makes me sad.