I'll bet those suckers bite like an angry raccoon.
One time I spotted a young muskrat crossing a busy road in GJ moving away from any ponds along the Colorado River. I figured it was doomed if I didn't catch and relocate it. I approached it in a gas station parking lot and it quickly admonished me with teeth and claws that it wasn't going anywhere without a fight. Not what I was expecting from a normally non aggressive musky.
I didn't have a noose pole with me, only some light leather work gloves and a cardboard box. I finally corralled and scooped it up and quickly closed the box. Lucky fellow got another chance at being a muskrat when I released him at Connected Lakes.