Wendell and I went hunting at Manchester one time and we were sitting on the railroad tracks , it was the evening hunt. Wendell was lying down and I was sitting up on the tracks , when this raccoon went across the track then stopped and looked at us and I touched Wendell and told him to look and he said Its okay.  Well the Raccoon started towards us and I touched Wendell again and he said not to worry that he will show me what to do. well the Raccoon got right at  Wendell's foot and he barely moved his foot to scare the Raccoon but to our surprise the Raccoon charged us on his hind feet and hissed a mean hissed . Almost bit Wendell but we jumped up and I shot him and he was slung across the railroad track then Wendell said that he was going to make sure that he is dead and he shot him . Well my knees was shaking so bad I told him that was the end of the hunt for me that night and we busted out laughing, but Wendell said that the Raccoon was rabies that's why he tried to attack us and was not scared of us. That is just one of my favorite times with my brother