My folks have an old video from when I was 2. We're fishing at a lake in western Oregon where my aunt and uncle lived. They both worked for ODFW and he was a taxidermist as well. So there were always odd animals around. You can hear me cackling as a 2 yr old does, constantly asking the same questions and running around a million miles an hour. The camera pans to the fishing in progress until they hear me squealing and laughing. Camera goes back to me and I'm running down the trail, just cracking up. I take a header and go out of frame, still laughing like crazy. The camera comes over and above me, and there are 4-5 baby racoons crawling all over me. It's hilarious. I don't remember it, but it happened. Coincidentally, my first memory fishing was with the same uncle, only a year or so later. Hooked for life.
They always had pet racoons, bobcats, and even a cougar visited for some time.
