I was cut up/ bit by a 'dead' coon one night. out coon hunting with a couple other guys, one of us shot oit out of a tree, it fell on a creek bank, and I went after it. you could probably guess how it went; muddy, steep creek bank,"hey man, hold my gun, cuz ya know, the coons dead anyway" but you know what? I was wrong. so here i am, rolling around in the mud/water, coon growlin and hissin,(I'd be pissed if i was shot too)it's dark, the other guys for sure aren't going to shoot it,so i'm left to deal with this thing by myself. i didn't get messed up to bad, i was wearing thick glove and stuff, only have a few scars from it to this day, and that coon DID get skinned out that night.

We actually took it in and had it rabie tested, everything checked ok, but not without all the preventative shots. that really sucked.