[Tcoat]

Originally Posted by Capt Spaulding

That has been my usual experience, but I guess it depends on the individual racoon's definition of "threatened." In our case, my wife and kids beat a hasty retreat into the house. I followed soon after.

I watched out the window. The racoon went back to trash bin. Unfortunately, it was locked and he didn't have a spare key.

On the more comical side I backpacked for several years in the San Gabriel and Sierra Nevada mountains. Always carried my food in a "bear canister." In all of my trips I never saw a bear. Yet, I come home and get menaced by a fuckin racoon on my driveway.

Actually I lied! I did have an animal chase me around the yard once. It was a very angry and aggressive chipmunk. He wouldn't back off no matter what I did. Thought I was going to die and screamed like a little girl!