Our next-door neighbors think Rachel’s name is Gooseberry.

I’m a fan of alliteration, so I named the raccoon living in our maple tree Rachel Raccoon.

After Iggy sent his photos of Rachel to Stuart, the neighbor, he learned that Stuart’s kids have dubbed her Gooseberry.

Apparently the neighbors didn’t care for their store-bought berries, so they spilled them out onto their back yard for Rachel to eat. She chomped on some, then spit them out. Hence, Gooseberry.

By the way, I saw Rachel’s kids for the first time on Saturday morning. Three striped faces jockeyed for position under Iggy’s car.