But when he got home that night the coon was no longer in the trap. And he was amazed cause the coon would have had to lift the trap door to get out. He thought maybe I had let it out but no way was I gonna mess with that coon. I remember seeing the blood dripping off my grandpa's finger when I was a little girl after he tangled with a coon. I have a feeling coons are way smarter than we give them credit for.