The animal looked a bit like that rock, but I noticed movement as I ran toward him.
He noticed me as I approached.
As I rounded a curve, I saw there were more. Perhaps a family? Perhaps the first raccoon was a sentry?
The galumphing runner signaled time to beat it out of sight.
Some made for cover under the bridge while others knew they could easily outrun me.
I haven't seen this many raccoons in the park for awhile. Some years ago I encountered a group near this same spot on the trail around Chain of Lakes Drive. I later read that Animal Control had captured that batch; apparently they are hell on pet dogs. As far as I'm concerned, I'd say leave them be.
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