That's two

Well the heartless human has again captured a poor defenseless raccoon (unless you count sharp teeth and very sharp claws) and transported it away from its home to a strange place.

This one was smaller than yesterday's catch and a little less feisty, though it had pulled more mulch into the trap than yesterday's traveler.



A close-up in the trunk of the car. Don't you just hate me for doing this? Look at those sad eyes.



He or she (You want to check it out?!) was let go at the same spot as yesterday and disappeared just as quickly into the high weeds.

I have visions of them regrouping down there, enlisting others, and making an assault on the house within a week.