Every spring there is a new family of raccons that gives birth in our shrubbery. I know when it is spring because when I am washing my truck, I look up and there is a family of racoons staring at me. Big, medium and a few little. Every year it is the same routine. I drop the hose with the water running and run in the house and call my husband on his cell phone to tell him the racoons are back. That is when I start closing up the dog door at night! And that is when I start going to the car wash!
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