Things reached a breaking point with Rocky I when the raccoon climbed a bookshelf and tried to pry from the wall the first bonefish Hiaasen had ever caught, which his father had gotten mounted for him. “I had been at war with the raccoon for a while,” Hiaasen said, as though everyone knows what that’s like. “He was fucking with me.” Eventually, after chasing the animal through his tiny apartment, Hiaasen found Rocky “pissing all over the keys of my typewriter and looking me right in the eye.”