A Salute to the Lowly Grinner
Almost nobody tries to catch them, and nearly every trapper hates them, but somehow we end up with them in set after set. They are the ultimate "non-target" catch. Yeah, I hate when they ruin a good fox or 'coon set, but here's my take on the lowly grinner: they are the ultimate survivors of the woods.
Think about it: these ugly little critters turn up everywhere. The woods must be teeming with them, maybe because those higher on the food chain can't stand to eat them, just as many trappers can't stand to skin them. They remind me of Gonzo on the Muppets, except not quite as friendly, and that's another thing. For their size they sure are feisty, combative, and love to show those teeth. I'd hate to get bitten by one. They are butt-ugly too. Seems like the Lord showed a sense of humor when creating them. Killing something so ugly just seems to add insult to injury.
They must have an excellent sense of smell because they sure can sniff out my dirt hole sets better (or quicker) than the 'coons seem to be able to. When you let them go (if you let them go) they seem like they want to stay and fight rather than run away. Gotta give 'em credit for that. They ain't scared, or if they are, they don't let on.
I have a new respect for grinners. The last few I caught I just gave them a salute, let 'em go, and remade my set. I have decided to co-exist in peace with the lowly grinner, the ultimate survivor of the woods.
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