For anyone with doubts as to the intelligence, the cunning of the Raccoon:

little fucker ripped the side widow visor of my car, in attempt to pull down the window (climbed up on the rear tire)
to access the camping staples inside: Top Dogs, Lays Ripple Chips, Pabst Blue Ribbon, Swedish Berries, et. al.

A bit surprised the big Trash Panda did not break into my camping tent
and attempted to steal my car keys.

3 of the little bastards could have stolen the car: 1 to steer, 1 for pedals, and the last for shifter duty.



I fucking love Raccoons.