We used to have raccoons come by the house at the farm all the time, until my Uncle Jeff moved in. The first time he saw a raccoon, he shot it (right out of the tree it was in) and skinned it, saying he was gonna make a hat out if it.
Subsequent raccoon visits also yielded a pair of slippers, a steering wheel cover, and a cat toy. Now, raccoons don't come by the house anymore. : (
Now that he's away, maybe they'll start coming back....
we have a LOT of rabbits around here - the occasional fox, and raccoons as well. when my girlfriend and i lived in Yonkers, there was a family of skunks that wanted me dead. they never got the chance to spray me, but they'd charge at me if i went outside to smoke... i can still hear their claws scratching at the pavement getting louder, louder... luckily, i haven't seen any Stupid Bears.
So pink! I likes it!
And also, raccoons are indeed awesome. I cant help it but say Awwwh! Mapache!(which is raccoon in Spanish)and give them a love stare when I see em.(Yes, even when they are digging trough my garbage bags)
I was walking around the local college one night and went past a trash can, where a raccoon was calmly picking through some junk on the top. I stopped and looked for a minute; it looked up at me with a distinct "oh, hey, bro" look and got back to its work.