30 gallon trashcan in the corner of the garage with a half full bag of dog food. Forget to leave the lid off the can one night and in the morning come out half awake with a cup of coffee in your hand. Hear rustling in the can and quick slam the lid down and cry out, "I'll fix those d***ed racoons this time. I'll teach them to leave my dog'd food alone!" Run over to the plastic shoebox thingy's on the shelf and dig around until you find a string of Black Cat firecrackers. Light 'em, lift the lid, toss them in, and at the last minute see the black and white stripes instead of a ringed tail. Slam the lid down.
Find duct tape. Wrap the lid. Haul to the curb.
Don't ask me how I know this.