Noooo, I did not have to cook it. My husband has been doing some trapping and got a couple of raccoons. Not eating or cooking a raccoon. Ever.
That is hard, Fair. It's definitely not easy. My St. Bernard that died a year and a half ago started acting funny and pacing one night. Within 20 minutes he couldn't stand. I got on the floor with him trying to see if i could figure out if he was hurt somewhere or what in the world was wrong. It was like midnight. He layed his head in my lap when I got down on the floor and died right there. Still have no clue what was wrong. It's an awful feeling.