How funny! Though, I'm sure it wasn't at the time! lol

My grandmother always had a problem with the coons stealing apples from her trees. She had tried everything in the books to rid herself of them (without killing them of course). One day she caught four of them red-pawed. Furiously, she went out and tried to get them out of the tree. She made loud noises. Didn't help, they munched away. She left them alone for a bit--didn't help, they still munched away. She let the dog bark at 'em, then tied the dog up, then let the dog in the house....they still sat there feasting on the smorgasboard. Finally, she'd had enough. She went outside and SHOOK the tree. That worked...they scampered down and left but each had a 'new' apple in it mouth