Yup, I saw him in the flesh. No, he didn’t have a turtle, two opossums, and a family of porcupines accompanying him. Sunday morning I found a trash bag on our back patio torn into and chicken bones scattered all over the place. Sunday evening I saw a raccoon climbing on the second story balcony of the house next door. It was still very light outside, and he didn’t seem very shy at all. I wonder if he has a name.
Perhaps he is just known as “The Masked Scavenger of Brighton”.
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