. . . I learned from popular culture. I grew up in the suburbs, and then spent a number of years living in cities. We rarely saw anything more exotic than the gray squirrel. Of course our garbage cans got knocked over by raccoons occasionally but we never saw them do it. And years at summer camp led to a passing familiarity with the habits of skunks.
I began noticing some new and different animals when I moved to a semirural area of Connecticut. Deer were ubiquitous—and easily recognizable.