The title refers to the raccoons frolicking in the last planting of corn. As I tilled the stalks under in disgust, it looked like they harvested at least as much as I did. I've been told by some family members I should not be mad at the critters who help themselves to the garden bounty. The argument is we should feel they perceive the garden as a gift to be enjoyed. Next year, they are going to enjoy a quick trip to the local wildlife refuge, or failing that a small caliber final solution.
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