I am a raccoon biologist and one of the few people in the state allowed to take in captive bred raccoons that had been possessed illegally. The raccoon in the photos is Moonshine, but she is currently at the animal sanctuary where I work as I had been quarantining multiple new intakes from an abuse case. I still have two males (Rum Tum Tugger and Electra) left in my home enclosure as we are getting them neutered and then hopefully sending them to an AZA accredited zoo.

and when lemony snicket wrote ‘i will love you as the starfish loves a coral reef and as kudzu loves trees, even if the oceans turn to sawdust and the trees fall in the forest without anyone around to hear them’

and when lemony snicket wrote 'i will love you as the doctor loves his sickest patient and a lake loves its thirstiest swimmer’

and when lemony snicket wrote 'i will love you as a taxi loves the muddy splash of a puddle and as a library loves the patient tick of a clock’

and when lemony snicket wrote 'i will love you as a thief loves a gallery and as a crow loves a murder, as a cloud loves bats and as a range loves braes’

and when lemony snicket wrote 'i will love you as misfortune loves orphans, as fire loves innocence and as justice loves to sit and watch while everything goes wrong’

and when lemony snicket wrote 'i will love you as a battlefield loves young men and as peppermints love your allergies’

and when lemony snicket wrote 'i will love you until every fire is extinguished and until every home is rebuilt form the handsomest and most susceptible of woods’

To you, father Fronto and mother Flacilla, this girl

I commend: she was my sweet and my delight.

Little Erotion must not be frightened by the dark shades

and the monstrous mouths of Tartarus’ hound.

She was due to complete the chills of a sixth midwinter, no more,

Had she not lived that many days too few.

Now let her frisk and play among old friends

Now let her chatter, and so lisp my name.

And let the soft turf cover her brittle bones:

Interior with White Light - Antonio Barahona , 2026.

Spanish , b. 1984 -

Like yeah I can go to Menards and buy a door.

But it used to be I could go to the door store, and speak to a man whose sole passion in life was doors and who would talk about the history of door insulation patterns over the last 50 years without stopping to breathe.

That man is gonna find me the BEST door option for me.

Seriously my neighborhood had one of these. They were across the street from the lighting shop owned by the guy who could tell you the exact date, off the top of his head, that your property got electrical wiring based on your address.

Now these guys rarely get to own a shop, make a good living, and sell the very finest doors for decades. They’re relegated to Reddit posts which are informative but ultimately do not replace door guy having a door shop.

I don’t want to talk to some miserable, underpaid 20 year old who was in plumbing last week and in doors this week and doesn’t know a hammer from a hanger.