Raccoon Visit

As I write these words, there is a raccoon on my back deck. I turned on the outside light and stood looking at him through the patio doors. He paid me no heed. In fact, he was decidedly aloof to my presence.

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Raccoons are not the most exotic animal to frequent this suburban cul de sac (or as I like to call it, 'The Sack'). In truth, the humans that inhabit this odd little sociological experiment (as I also like to call it) are far more intriguing. There are about twenty or so houses on The Sack and in total, there are probably about sixty people, big and small, who call this place home.

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The raccoon is gone. Long live the raccoon.

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