Pages tagged with Raccoon

A tornado touched down in Molly and Milly's neighborhood. It had caused quite a bit of damage and knocked down several trees. Rusty lost his home and is now living with Molly's family. They've lost their big, old oak tree in the backyard. It was pulled up by the roots and landed o...
Molly and the raccoon came to a truce. He actually ended up being a really nice guy. The guys on the corner had shot at him and grazed his ear. That was the reason why he decided to relocate to a maple tree, a few streets over from his original tree. Molly found out his name was R...
Molly and Dad went to the junkyard, by the Jersey shore. They were following up an idea Molly had about a chop shop in the area. They met a nice lady in the office. Dad asked for a list of parts for Chevy Impalas. She gave him a list of their inventory. The lady said they didn't kee...
Molly, Milly, Robert and Sally went out looking for the raccoon. They found him in a tree a few streets over from the maple tree where he usually stayed. They tried to talk to him but he just went higher up in the tree. He wouldn't budge. A summer storm blew into town, and they ha...
Molly, Milly, Robert and Sally are on a mission. They are looking for the neighborhood raccoon. He lives in the old maple tree near the corner. They believe he knows more than what he's willing to tell. He wasn't in his tree but they found him in another maple tree. He's refusing ...
Molly just got back from checking out the neighborhood. There was no sight of a 72 Impala. She was watching one of her shows in the family room when a news bulletin came across the screen. There was another burglary.
Molly and Milly came home from vacation to learn there have been several robberies in the area. Molly is trying to come up with a plan and Milly is a mess.
This is a short story about friendship and how Ratty the rat shares his birthday!
This is a letter to a raccoon who has been rather mischievous lately.
Bayou Moon is nature poetry about the bayou. Describing the sights and sounds of nature in the bayou.
I recently returned from a holiday to Vancouver. While there we saw many raccoons in Stanley Park. As raccoons do not live where I do (in central Alberta) it was neat to see them so unafraid of humans.
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