[much snarling, spitting, biting, scratching]
the mate bails over the fence. "Clyde! No! Leave it! Drop it!"
[more snarling, spitting, biting, scratching]
I am in my stocking feet.
Finally, release is achieved the raccoon is rapidly up the tree and gone.
I tow Clyde by the scruff inside.
Later the dabbing of minor facial wounds.
I scraped my knee on the tree.