I can't imagine having a raccoon as a pet. I am still wary of approaching raccoons after I had a random incident once as a kid after I went to sleep once during that summer after leaving gold tin wrap in front of my open window. My dad had a camouflage RC car in the attic with a built-in tape recording of an injured rabbit that randomly started playing evidentally (I had no idea he had such a sick contraption). So that night I woke up to an open window and the sounds of rustling tin and screaming dying rabbit. After waking to that, I immediately thought about how raccoons liked shiny objects, were nocturnal and did not like being cornered, which did not make me happy about being in that room at that moment. Long story short, I eventually ended up making a break for the door and then returned with golf clubs to find nothing there. Raccoon or no raccoon that time, I can't imagine approaching a large raccoon still.
So I guess what I meant to say was welcome, Chris, to head-case. I probably won't be visiting.