I had planned to set out snares on Saturday past, but my kids decided we needed to butcher hogs to fill their freezers. So Friday was spent killing hogs, skinning hogs, and getting ready to process hogs. Saturday was spent processing hogs. Sunday was spent celebrating birthdays for 3 of the Grand-Bairns: ages 12, 6, and 3. Monday was spent checking the deer stands for the upcoming season, and yesterday afternoon, after taking down one old stand to relocate it, I finally had time to set 10 snares in the Dimond Willow labyrinth a few hundred yards behind our cottage. This morning there was a fine vixon Red Fox patiently waiting in one of the snares. It's not much, but it's a start. Once my new coyote killer snares arrive, I'll start setting the cow paths on the Front-Forty, and the Back-Sixty; it'll be like picking on pack of cripples. Now is the time when the canines, who collectively consumed over 50 of my chickens and ducks the summer, pay thier tab.