I cut off a coon's tail once... felt bad for the 'lil fellow. He was in a hollow limb that I was butt-jumping and rode it to the ground. He hauled ass so I guess he was OK, but no more tail.
Having spent almost my entire teen life buzzing wash fans just like in the pic above, starting in 73, the scale of the avian slaughter I committed was horrendous. Wash fans are essentially pigeon n dove condos, packed with baby birds come May/June, and a hundred bucks was enough for me as a teen to kill em all n haul em to the dump. The only time it bugged me was killing a mother owl with a Super 2 defending her hatchlings above me in the palm, she too went for my face, but that time I was ready, luck o the Irish.
The most bizarre and ironic critter horror story I know of happened in LA. It involved a big lanky groundman working for my two brothers' tree company. He decided to start climbing n doing his own jobs on the weekends, borrowing my brothers truck n equipment to accomplish. Now these were the days we'd put two stage 40' extension ladders on top of the chiptruck box, to access 50 foot wash fan heads, when accessible. Now our rule was that once you ran out of ladder? The first thing you did was put your chain/lanyard around the trunk, whether you'd reached the green head or not, no climbing higher without being chained in, period. That was the rule poor Paul broke that weekend.
He was just six feet short of the head, an easy free climb. But no sooner than him starting up, a rat ran up his arm, startling him so badly he let go from over 50 feet up, dropped about 15 feet before face planting on the ladder rungs, then skidding down the ladder, bouncing off the top of the box before coming to rest on the ground at last.
The irony's that Paul swore it was the best thing that ever happened to him! You see he was a big lanky farm boy with an overgrown elfen face that doomed his luck with attracting women, but after his facial reconstructive surgery?
He looked like Stoney Curtis or Cary Granite from the FlintStones cartoon! Suddenly he had multiple babes to spend his weekends with!
True story.
Jomo