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Reminds me of the time during a full moon at beavertail a raccoon came up behind me touching my leg. I thought it was a huge rat. I suddenly jumped onto a rock still not knowing what it was at the time. I was telling my friends that I was fishing with that there is a huge rat around here the size of a small dog. They laughed and did not believe me. I thought that I was also seeing things and went on fishing. Half hour later there is a racoon running off with our bag of goodies (potatoe chips, hostess pies, etc). Since it was a full moon we could see the rascal high upon the cliffs, probably laughing at us.
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