Heres the story:
I was out bowhunting with my Mach10 and when I came out of the woods and walked by one of our cornfields there were about 10 coons running around. So i knocked and arrow shot 2 and then shot a nother one right between the eyes. I figured it was as good as dead. I walked up to the coon to get my arrow when it attacked me while I was trying to get my arrow out. It tore the hell out of my pants and got a hold of my boot. My only defense was my bowI kept hitting it to get him off and ended up cracking one limb and bending the campin almost completely out of the limb. Needless to say the coon managed to get away and scurried up a tree with the arrow still stuck between its eyes. We went home and got the .22 and went back to the tree he climed and was hoping to get a shot but all we could see was the arrow sitting up in the corch of tree swaying back and forth. It was comical. So we went back the next day and the arrow and the coon were gone, not sure where they went. The only thing we can think of is that there is still a coon running around in the woods with an arrow stuck in its head. lol. And now you know....the rest of the story. It was all self defense.