“Look at this baby!” you exclaim as you carry the raccoon in your arms. It was surprising sweet as you cradled it and Ada and Leon looked you at in complete disbelief.

“How ironic,” Ada spoke, looking at Leon for a moment before going towards you. “Honey,” she calls out, a hand on your head. “Take the poor raccoon out. It must be scared half of death,” Ada assumed.

“No! No it isn’t!” you claim, pulling away. “It’s a sweet little baby! It ran up to me first!” you say as you look down at it and Leon moves up to Ada. “Looks like it’s fate,” he says, gently nudging Ada in a playful manner.