When I first came to Canada from the UK I thought raccoons were cute too (although getting my first ever whiff of skunk was the more memorable
) But after raccoons stole our sweet corn, destroyed the ceiling in the barn, pooped all over the hay, quite probably gave my horse leptospirosis causing her to have impaired vision and wear an eye protective mask for the rest of her life, dug up and ate turtle eggs, rip up the garbage so that we have to put it in protective custody while its waiting for pick-up, ripped the seat on my bicycle, killed my hens, carry rabies etc. etc. I sort of went off them.