Re: Raccoon Stowaway part Deux
About 30 years ago, I discovered a raccoon up in the bow of my old 42' Wheeler right after launching in the spring. I went up to get some anchor line and saw two eyes staring at me from the dark! He/she was one of those coons that can look down into garbage cans...a big one. He wasn't about to move. So I attached a slip knot onto the end of a boat hook and managed to get the lasso over his head at which point he became quite angry, snarling and trying to bite. To everyone's great amusement on the dock, out of the back door of the boat I came dragging this very unhappy coon, thrashing, snarling, and fighting the whole way. I dragged him all the way up the dock, let the noose go, and off he went, no doubt looking for that night's garbage cans to overturn.
Alberg 35: With a philosophical flourish Cato throws himself upon his sword; I quietly take to the ship.