Thieving Bastard of the Day: Francois the Raccoon
Published by Joel May 30th, 2007 in Tonic. Share This
We just got back from a long weekend in the woods, where we hiked up a waterfall, photographed mushrooms, and tried to outwit this raccoon, who ended up being more clever than we. Here he is eating my hot dog bun, which he had plucked from the cooler despite it being shut and weighted down by a huge log. Fortunately the second time he came back I wasn’t as quick with my camera—it turned out not to be the raccoon, but a fat, camper-fed skunk.
That is definitely a fat skunk. Just out of curiosity, why did you name the Raccoon/Skunk, “Francois” ?
man. i love crazy skunks. my family used to go camping in cade’s cove, NC(?) every summer, and there were tons of skunks in the area. they were used to humans, my my sister and i used to chase them around at night with flashlights. never sprayed once.
WB. Excellent little story about critters; hope the respite was pleasant.
Raccoons are the perfect meld of adorably cute and nightmarishly vicious, they are my totem animal.
my brother tried to catch a baby skunk whilst camping and ended up with and angry mother quick on the spray.
We named him “Francois” because we were in St. Francois county, or at least we think we were. And doesn’t he look French?