In my twenties, the 1980’s, I was given four raccoons to raise. I lived in the town woods of North Reading, Massachusetts where later I would home birth my two sons. I lived there for years with a generator, no wired in electricity and heated by wood. The first raccoon was when I was approached on the shores of lake Geneva as a toddler.




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Lilly released into the town woods of Swan Pond and returned for two years with a litter.