I hardly know what to say about this. Really. I simply had no idea a raccoon could be so utterly crazy!
I’d file this under “Favorite Runs”, but really the run itself wasn’t all that memorable, except the nutzoid raccoon…
I was happily going about my business plodding along at a nice slow pace toward the end of a seven mile run, if memory serves me right, about a mile from Coppess Nature Sanctuary. I heard a sound coming from the edge of the wheat field next to me that I couldn’t readily identify. Kind of a chittering sound, whatever that means… (my best guess, even now, is that it was one or more baby raccoons).
So, I’m in this zone, staring at the wheat, sorting through my mental sound catalog, when all of a sudden SHE APPEARED!
“She” being the absolute nuttiest, angriest-looking maniacal mama raccoon I’ve ever come across!
She came almost literally flying out of an under-the-road drainage pipe with all four limbs flailing wildly toward me, it was the limbs flailing toward me, not the body the were attached to… you see, “She” was actually going backward toward the wheat, apparently trying to simultaneously scare the silly out of me and retreat to safety.
She was making the most incredible racket of hissy-spits, growls and other noises that didn’t sound like they belonged on this planet. If you can imagine a Tasmanian Devil winding up to rip the face off a Dinosaur, well, that’s exactly what she looked and sounded like! A cute-as-a-button monster freak-out beast!
Keep in mind, this whole thing took probably just a couple seconds in reality, so I didn’t even have time to react if she had wanted to rip MY face off. I was left stopped in my tracks, dumbfounded, staring at a little opening in the wheat where she did her little tornado dance backward through it.
I’ve always thought raccoons were such cute and docile little critters, but I tell you what, I’m pretty sure I never want to tangle with one!
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