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A few years back, near dusk in late January, I saw somethingmoving on our back deck, outside of our sliding glass door, and I realized it wasa raccoon. She was a very thin female, with teats that suggested she’d recentlygiven birth and was nursing babies. I knelt on my side of the door, and sheslowly came up to me. Her eyes were so desperate. She was so hungry.

We live in a town with suburbs, and in winter, there isnothing for the raccoons to eat. On my computer, I loo...