Way way up in my maple tree is a nest. And in the nest lives one or more baby raccoons. During the day, they snooze and snooze, finding the best position, and learning that when you snooze, you must wedge yourself between some limbs and become a tree hugger.
They learned this the hard way. Earlier this month, my neighbor heard a thump, and then a scramble where mother raccoon quickly descended because baby raccoon had fallen 25ft to the ground. Baby raccoon forgot to hug the tree. Mother picked up baby raccoon and brought him back to the nest. The baby raccoon was no worse for wear.
You can see, that baby raccoon learned a lot that day. He is firmly wedged and hugging the tree.