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Raccoons!

We have had a raccoon family visiting for the past few days. We have only seen the male once, but the mom and two babies are coming so often that we named them...Coonie, Itsy and Bitz.

They come because we feed a "neighborhood cat" on our deck and they help him clean his bowl. The cat was popping the little raccoons in the nose, so the mom came up with a better plan!



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