Caught a raccoon in my coop

And I beat it to death. I couldn’t get a shot that wouldn’t go into the neighbors property and it had already killed one chicken. So I grabbed my rifle by the barrel and hit it with the stock until my wife pulled me off. The raccoon visited the night prior and killed four chickens, including my favorite bantam that would always perch on my shoulder. This night it killed my second favorite chicken that would hop in my lap whenever I crouched down. I thought I secured my coop after the first night, but when I caught the coon in the act I figured out where the entry point was. It has since been secured. I damaged my rifle to the point it’s inoperable but whatever. Gonna hang it on the wall in memory of my lost girls. I don’t know where I’m going with this but it feels cathartic to share