The raccoon is the only North American game animal with a culture built specifically around night hunting and hounds. Twelve to twenty pounds, omnivorous, adaptable enough to live on a city dumpster or a swamp creek, the raccoon is the quarry of one of the deepest hunting traditions in the country — coon hunting, almost always at night, almost always with a small pack of treeing hounds (blueticks, redbones, walkers, black-and-tans, plotts), almost always on foot in big timber. The dogs strike, trail, and tree; the hunter walks in by headlamp through laurel and creek bottom; the coon glares down from a sycamore crook and gets taken with a .22 rimfire. The social side — coon hunters' associations, nite hunts, breed registries, field trials — is a separate world from gun-hunting and operates on its own calendar and its own gospel. Outside hound work, raccoons are also taken by predator callers and by trappers in big numbers for fur. Eating is divisive: properly prepared (gland removal, slow braising), it's serviceable; carelessly handled, it isn't. Populations are robust to massively over-abundant essentially continent-wide.