Damn Road-Ragin’, Car-Jackin’ Raccoons!
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Christ almighty!
Note to self. Do not buy a minivan.
I am absolutely appaled that she didn’t notice the damn thing until it got ON HER FOOT! I mean, come on! It had to be near her legs at some point in the process. They’re pretty hairy creatures, easy to feel brush against you!
I saw this on the news last night. The woman brought the reporters into her garage and there was evidence there of the raccoon (chewing on insulation, a pile of raccoon poop), so it must have climbed into the van while it was in the garage. She had those back windows that crack open about 3" max, she figures it crawled in through there. The part that wows me is that her children were in the van too, and nobody noticed it. I suppose it hid somewhere before it came out, but I would think it would panic as soon as the kids and the mom opened the van doors.
Baby coons are taught by their mom to just duck and stay still when threatened. So the first defense is to scooch their butts down and not move. Fighting posture (between to raccoons) is quite a bit goofier looking – they kinda look like Sumo wrestlers getting ready to grapple.
So as soon as human started entering the vehicle, chances are the critter just scooched down to wait for the all clear, then got curious about those fancy pedal thingamajigs! Oo! Cool!
I’ve fostered babies, and even when they’re frightened sometimes curiosity wins out (which led to one baby coon grabbing FatCat’s neat-o thrashing tail and getting bashed on the head for it. FatCat doesn’t like baby coons. They smell bad.)
Of course you can’t trust them. They wear little masks, don’t they? That should be a dead give away from the get go!