"To Bury a Raccoon"

So we've been having some large 'coons visiting of an evening to eat the cat food. These things are big, 15+ lbs. I'd guess. They growl and hiss and get all upset when more than one of them is there at a time. I've taken to shooting them, so they don't hurt the cats, or wake us up. Also, do you know the diseases you can get from 'coon droppings? Bad, bad stuff!!
So anyway, I've shot three of them. One ran off, I tracked it for quite a while in the woods, but it was dark and Ihad to get up for work the next morning......anyway...
One I buried in a hole I had previously dug. The other went behind the house . A couple of days later I went and found it, took the backhoe and dug a hole, buried the coon. Another job completed easily thanks to the backhoe. Almost.
Joe'l comes out of the house and says we don't have any water. How odd. I know the water line is WAY over there, and I wasn't near it. But I forgot that the electric wire runs a different way. Guess where the coon died. Right on top of the electric trench. Guess where I buried it. Right in the electric trench. Guess what I cut while digging the hole. The electric wire.
So I had to dig up the hole, luckily I found the ends of the wire long before I found the coon remains! So I went and found all the required parts and equipment to repair the wire. Fixed it, reburied it, water worked.
I went back outside and finish graded over the area, then went about doing some other things.
Joe'l comes back outside, no water again.
I dug again and found the wire, pulled apart at one patch. Apparently while I was reburying the wire, and driving over it, the dirt compacted letting the weight of the tractor pull on the wire, pulling it apart again.
I fixed it, again, reburied, and left it.
That was last weekend.

This entire last week I was in "Orientation" for my new job.