Rocket the Raccoon

This is a very short story about our neighborhood raccoon.

When neighbor Julie, walking her dog Patches, joined Joyce and me, she asked, “Have y’all seen a raccoon around lately?”

I replied that I caught one on the cam a few days ago. It was actually only two days ago.

“Well,” she said, “he is no more. He’s dead. I named him Rocket.”

Julie continued, telling us her two dogs barked at the ‘coon, and she went back in the house. She went outside alone to shoo it away, and it started walking toward her! That’s a warning sign when a wild animal approaches you. A delivery truck pulled into the driveway. The driver dropped the box he was delivering to her, and then he accidentally killed the raccoon by driving over it.

Julie said, “He died right there in my driveway!”

Here is my clip of the live action from the camera:

10 thoughts on “Rocket the Raccoon

  1. I’ll bet that someone in the neighborhood was feeding it and it got too familiar with people and was running up to people looking for food. Next door had two of them, mother and baby, in his trash can one night. He pulled the car into the driveway and the headlights spooked them and they looked up – it’s the kind of rolling trash can that flips up – they flipped up the lid and were digging around inside. That’s sad it died – it might have been rabid too and that’s why it approached. Better than a black bear!

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