The Raccoon in my Tent

Written by Dan. Added on October 3, 2005.

When I was a Webelos Scout, I spent a week at summer camp. One night I woke up, having some difficulty breathing. While in my sleeping bag I looked down to see a raccoon curled up on my chest. I looked over at my wide-eyed and smiling bunkmate, who had propped his head up with his hand to watch the show.

Just that quick, the raccoon woke up, stretched, peed, and jumped off my cot and out of the tent.

Yes, it peed on me.

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