Rabies Smabies

One of my assignments as photo assistant is to make a mad dash to the car for equipment. Let's just say, I should've read this little poster BEFORE I ran off to the car in the pitch dark:



I don't care for racoons and they sure don't care for me. So, imagine my surprise when I found a holy-huge one standing right beside my SUV. Two waiters had to rescue me off the top of a nearby pickup truck.

Thanks Alfred. You didn't even use that tripod you made me risk my life for!