I have a raccoon who lives in my back yard. I named him Dante, because he has a wise look on his face. He think that he owns my yard and rearranges the garden ornaments daily by moving them from upside to sideways or down. He sits and stares at me before leisurely walking away. My friends worry about the raccoon who has a house under my shed. "It's only Dante," I say. "We have an agreement. We both come in peace."
Photo credit - me.
Canon 7D.
