Racoons are one of my favorate animals.
They look so playful and cute, and when caught doing something, they just stop and are still, as though if they dont move they wont be seen.
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I heard noises outside our kitchen one night, and went to check as lately, several things had been found removed and found out at the back of our yard near the fence.
I was standing under a tree as I looked over the yard, when a noise caught my attention, there above me were three sweet ittle baby racoons, all looking very guilty and fearful.
There little faces watching mine.
Now I figured momma may be near so I quickly made my way back into the house.
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But those three racoons remain in my memory, for the sweetness of their tiny furry bodies and the look of a child caught in the cookie jar upon their faces.
Those little masks they have must be God's humor shared.
God bless
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