One morning in Colorado, we got up to find this little critter laying on our back porch step.

Now a coon isn't going to hang around people without a bit of hissing and snarling and generally making a fuss.
Not a peep; he looked up at us then laid his head back down.

It was pretty obvious this little guy was sick, drooling, looked like he pee'd himself in place ... and look at his expression. No obvious blood though.

Likely rabid; I'm not getting close ... but we did put out a bowl of water and a bit of food (no cats at the time, so no kitty krunchies)

I may be willing to kill an animal - quickly - but I hate to see one injured or sick. I wasn't going to kill this one so we kept an eye on him and left him alone. Kept the water bowl filled; kept a bit of food nearby. But he's on his own - rabies isn't something to fool with - better to get bit by a rattlesnake.

He more or less stayed in place on the porch step for a few days; eventually crawled under the porch. Probably safer - coyotes couldn't get under there (but damn! now I'm going to have to get down on my knees and pull the body out if he croaks under there!)

Then one day ... no racoon.

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