On Sharing the I Ching with Raccoons

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Every morning…I go out and feed the animals. Lots of them and lots of different ones. We have all kinds. Out here in the woods.

Why do I feed them? Because they feed me. And because they need it.

Some dispute this. But what do they know?

After I’ve finished caring to my little charges (some are not so little, even; and I of course would never think…