theyre really cute little buggers when theyre young. this little fella and two of his siblings were orphaned when i took mamma out with a .45 (hey, it's what i had on me at the time!). i didn't know she had youngins'. anyway, found three of them swimming in the horse water trough. they were pretty tired and were easy to grab by the neck. took 'em 3 miles out and let 'em go in "the country". haven't seen 'em since. trap 'em and call your local game warden for relocation.
if you must shoot them, and theyre full grown, please use more than a .22lr. the big ones die slow with a 22, unless you get a head shot.
just my 2c