A raccoon is nesting in a take-out pizza box on our back porch.
What on earth is a raccoon doing in Brooklyn?
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5 comments:
That is so cool! Real nature in Brooklyn! Have you named him?
How in the world did he get up there?!? Well, I guess if nature is destroyed it finds a way to survive.
aw, he's kinda cute. i think he'd make an excellent cuddle-buddy for Lina's crib. :)
What on earth? Weird.
That's too bad that Evangeline won't remember it. At least you have video proof to show her later!!! That is so weird to think of wildlife being in the middle of the city like that...
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