Raccoon

Yesterday I rode hill repeats. As I was spinning my legs after on a flat stretch of road, I noticed something very strange standing in the middle of the road:

I pedaled closer, and it began hissing, chased after me, literally running down the middle of the road on two legs. Turns out, it was one of these guys, likely rabid as all get out:

I laughed like a hyena at the little sucker, hopping and growling after my bike as I sped past.  Then I noticed five deer on my right; taking a break from chomping on soybeans in the adjacent field, staring blankly at the dummy on the bike, tables turned.