I'm afraid I would wait for a tranquilizer gun.

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My Uncle used to work at the animal control facility at Mirabel International Airport North of Montreal. I visited him when I was young and he would have all manner of exotic animals at his house (parrots, a chimp, etc).

At one point someone, I kid you not, tried to smuggle in a cub Mountain Cougar. Algernon was confiscated and put into my Uncles care.

He ultimately took on ownership of Algernon. When I was just 7 years old I remember visiting him and being chased down and scratched by young Algernon. He was cute, but those claws let you know what he would grow into.

Fast forward another 7 years and my Uncle moved to Ontario close to our town. We would visit every now and then and see Algernon. At his maturity he was 15 foot from head to tail. He would live inside the house in a converted room for his needs with a huge cage door. He would spend time outside on a very long, very fortified run. To feed Algernon my Uncle would open the door to his room, close it behind him and deliver the food. My Uncle is all 5' 4" tall, but you wouldn't know it. Algernon would put his front paws up on my Uncles shoulders and you would just hear my Uncle in a slightly annoyed voice "shoo" Algernon off like he was a pesky kitten trying to jump on him for dinner.

I remember sitting at the foot of his cage door looking into his eyes. A few things I learned... never look directly into a large cats eyes and never... never turn your back to a large cat.

Algernon eventually went on to a wildlife preserve that took great care of him until end of life... although not lucky to be taken out of his habitat he sure was well kept post smuggling.

Poor thing. Looks like they choked her out at one point. Better that than a broken neck, I suppose.

@Mordhaus I've heard tranquilizers aren't as prevalent as film and TV would have us believe, and is more complicated than we'd expect.

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What kind of douchebag still uses that kind of foot breaking trap? I think they should have one attached to each limb and be left pinned to the ground somewhere they won't be found, like they do to random animals.
Hunting is one thing, indiscriminate trapping like this is nothing more than random hard core animal abuse by lazy or terrible people.

Pretty much every douchebag that sells fur to the modern jackets people wear.
That's for the ones that have the bit of fur along the hood and shoulders.

The ones with more fur are made by skinning a mink alive.



Also F**K hunters.

this looks like a 3 person job.

Balls, brains, heart.