Sjupp was a gift from King Adolf Fredrik [1] around 1740; he was 
imported from New Sweden, a colony on the Delaware river in North 
America. Linnaeus observed that "what he liked best were eggs, almonds, 
raisins, sugared cakes, sugar and fruit" -- and he wasn't shy about 
asking for them, frisking any visitor for treats, no doubt a startling 
experience, as it was for Linnaeus's gardener, who panicked at Sjupp's 
demands, and suffered ever after: "Every time he smelt him [the 
gardener], [Sjupp] began making a noise like a seagull, a sign that he 
was extremely angry," Linnaeus reported. He had a watercolor of Sjupp 
hung in his summerhouse.
Sjupp met a sad end in the jaws of a dog in 1747. Linnaeus then 
dissected poor Sjupp, and published his description later in 1747.
Definitely worth reading next time you're at the library, or online if 
you have access to the Nature site (it's not in the free area).
Happy reading--
Pete Tillman
[1] --later known as "the king who ate himself to death", after he ate 
14 desserts and then died, in 1771.
If any of you are old enough to have read the book Rascal by Sterling 
North (an excellent, but fairly non-PC story of a boy, his raccoon, and 
the year the boy built a canoe in the living room) you will recall that 
Rascal loved strawberry pop, and would frisk visitors for the same, too. 
Rascal liking eggs got him in dutch with the local farmers--a propensity 
for that treat earned Rascal a chickenwire cage in the back yard, which 
the first person narrator said pacified the farmers, but didn't bother 
the raccoon one whit, since he had already mastered screen doors.
I read that story in fourth grade and have been rooting for the raccoons 
ever since.