about 25 years ago a bunch of young racoons wandered onto the yard.
The mother must have been killed.
Bend down to pick them up, they would kind of hiss, but as soon as I'd pick one up it would take to me immediately.
Gathered them up & took them all (so I thought) to the zoo.
Got home & 1 more was there.
Kept her for a few months & then gave to the neighbor.
Very playful, loved being held, but would want to be as high up as possible. Would always end up sitting on top of my head!
Her front paws were so soft & gentle, literally like hands.
She did not like being left alone, wanted constant attention.
The neighbor said she got mean as she matured, as we expected she would.