When I first left academia to become a writer I lived in Newfane, Vermont in a cottage in the woods that had belonged to my grandfather. I worked a 3-9 shift in the deli at the Vermont Store down the hill; at night I would bring back hot dogs and hand them over to the raccoons that used to come to the door. This video clip brought it all back.
Racoon Steals Carpet - Funny bloopers are a click away