I saw a raccoon after dropping my friend off in Nonantum. This isn’t unusual; I see raccoons all the time. But it made me think of something…raccoons REALLY freak me out. Something is just really creepy about raccoons.
Many years ago Matt once saw two raccoons viciously fighting from his third (or was it fourth?) floor apartment. They were up on a tree fighting, and then one fell off the tree…fell alllll 3 or 4 stories down. The raccoon jumped down and the raccoons continued to fight! Not a story someone freaked out by raccoons needs to hear, huh?
Looking at photos of raccoons, I see they’re really quite cute. I had two stuffed animals of raccoons (the type where the big one has velcro paws and holds a miniature version of itself) named Betsy and Bernie and they were cute too. Cuddly.
Nevertheless, raccoons just give me the heebie-jeebies. Maybe it’s their hunched way of walking. Maybe it’s because many are rabid. Maybe it’s because when we lived in Watertown we had to use bungee cords to keep our trash can lids down so the crazy raccoons wouldn’t eat our garbage.
Once I saw a raccoon running around in the North End! One of the most disturbing things I’ve ever seen…and pretty sad too. It was under a car and then ran down the alley. Poor raccoon — wonder how he got to such a densely populated area.
Other animals that give me the creeps? All reptiles. (including Karl!) Ferrets. Most birds, namely barnyard fowl. Rats. Fully grown pigs (but not pot bellied ones). Snakes. Bats. Rhinos. Zebras used to freak me out but now I like them but I’m still freaked out by zebra-print items.Filed under Uncategorized |