While at DeLaveaga, I had gone off the trail a short ways to retrieve a disc that went too far past the hole. My mind was on the shot I had just missed, finding the disc, etc, when I come around the corner and there was a raccoon just sitting there not 10 feet from my disc. Yet he was within 5 feet of me when I saw him. I jumped and screamed like...well...a girl. Poor thing ran off, as I proceeded to breathe and grab my disc. I walked back to my group as they were running through the trees to investigate. Embarrassingly I reassured them that all was well. Im lucky it wasn't a damned skunk or Id have been in big trouble. Lesson learned: pay more attention while in Mother Natures domain