Cinnamon was making quite a fuss this evening, baying like the beagle his grandparents were. I figured it would just be a car, or a rabbit, or a squirrel, or..the wind. But no, I looked outside and saw a large furry animal swaying in the branches of a spindly boxelder tree. At the bottom of that tree was Cinnamon, barking like he had cornered a
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First thing I think of when ever I see a racoon or hear the word. :)
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http://www.sptimes.com/State/121498/THE__HE_COON__SPEAKS.html
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