I've done pretty good so far this year in the war on raccoons. This is raccoon #6 for the year, fresh from this morning. A young boar, he was plenty pissed when I walked up on him too (he kept trying to attack my pet cats who had tagged along with me for the trap check, until I gave him .22 reasons why that was a bad idea).
Of course, I'd probably hate to see his Daddy, who I'm pretty sure is who did this number to my Pied Piper trap a couple of weeks ago. He's "the one who got away", and would have been raccoon #7, had he not escaped during the night.
Because of my live trap getting ruined (I eventually got it replaced free of charge), I ended up getting a couple of Z-Traps from the local feed store, and now I much prefer them to the live traps these days.