You are the raccoon terrorizing my pet dog and adopted desert tortoises in the back yard. The first time I saw you back there, you scattered when I flipped on the light switch. The second time, you stood frozen atop the block wall. You would not budge no matter how many times I yelled, “Shoo!” So I grabbed a flashlight and shined it into your eyes. All that did was make you start slowly walking toward—gulp—me! I waved my arms, and you kept coming nearer. Okay, you win. Go ahead and terrorize the pets. I’m tired of feeding them anyway.
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