It was 5 or 10 raccoons simultaneously coming at our rooster from every side with their tiny hands and long pencil sized arms.
I wonder if they started by reaching in far enough with their long pencil sized arms to reach the perch, grabbed the rooster's foot, and pulled him off the perch.
I wonder how he even managed to get away and back on the perch. Usually when chickens are in a panic they lose all sense and in a confined space they just slam around wildly and can not think at all.
I can imagine just how that would be: 20 long pencil sized raccoon arms with their tiny long fingers at the end coming at you from all sides through 3/4" inch square wire mesh you thought would keep anything out.
Once the tiny hands and long pencil sized arms get you, some hold you in place against the wire so you can't move while other tiny hands dig in deep to your body and tear out chunks of your flesh. Immobilized, you lose strength to resist as you start to bleed out. Vision goes to black as your entire body sharply tingles like it is covered in needles. There is immense pain in dozens of spots. There is the sensation of 100 immensely small wirey fingers everywhere, digging in, fumbling, grabbing your flesh, which they hungrily stuff in their tiny mouths with their razor sharp teeth, then go back for more chunks of flesh.
How do you all like my horror film script?
Except here is the thing. It is not a script. Everything I have just said is real and happens every night at farms throughout the country.
And it is why Kibbit, who sometimes attends our film discussions, refuses to go back into the coop.