I swear to god I nearly had a heart attack. So for the past 4 months or so we have been getting raided by the coon and only us it ever foken bothers us, I tried bleach and it worked for a few days and then it came back as usual. But last night I had a close encounter with it after I heard a subtle sound outside the garage like something was moving about the bins. So I got up and went to give it a look. I made my way outside quiet as possible and I went to the big large green bin, I slowly opened it and I saw darkness and nothingness, but one moment later a head pops up and the raccoon slowly turned it head around and gave me a death stare, for about two seconds he looked at me before I shut that bin faster than it could jump and I nearly had a heart attack. Holy shit. I heald it there for about 10 minutes or so until it stopped scratching and jumping and I headed back inside. I got the bungee cord for the bin and I got the shovel. The damn thing was still in there so I smacked the bin with the shovel and it didn't come out so I got closer and I slowly lifted the lid and the big -blam!-er ran for it, gave another heart attack. I took that shovel and I never swung that thing harder in my life than that very moment.....and I missed the raccoon, needless to say I went inside to put the shovel back and I went back outside thinking it was finally gone and no ah heeeeeeellll no it darted out of the bin like a bullet, I died. Needless to say i put the cord up and I ran back inside and locked the door and windows. Never again am I going out at 2 am. [spoiler]this is real I did see it lol I wish this was a copy pasta[/spoiler]