Here's my other raccoon story: When my grandmother was a little girl, her father brought a baby raccoon home for her. She raised it and they kept it as a pet.
My great-grandmother would bake dozens and dozens of cookies and put them on the table to cool. Of course, the raccoon wanted to steal them. She would watched him sneak up the chair and take just one cookie.
As you might know, raccoons like to wash everything before eating it. So, he took the cookie outside to the handpump on the water well, where there was always a little puddle of water. He washed and washed that cookie ... which of course dissolved away. She said he was so puzzled, and looked all around on the ground and in both his hands for it, over and over. Then she said he just sat down on the ground, held his hands out, looked at them and "just cried like a baby."
But ... he never washed another cookie!
"We give dogs the time we can spare, the space we can spare and the love we can spare. And in return, dogs give us their all. It's the best deal man has ever made" - M. Facklam
"We are raised to honor all the wrong explorers and discoverers - thieves planting flags, murderers carrying crosses. Let us at last praise the colonizers of dreams."- P.S. Beagle
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be blade that was broken, The crownless again shall be king." - J.R.R. Tolkien
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