To avoid staying outside in the cold air for too long, Charles Anderson got a car, with a local driver, smoothly driving on the snowy roads.
In the distance, a furry brown-black head suddenly popped out from a pile of snow. Although the vision in the night was unclear, one could vaguely see a little raccoon hiding behind the snow.
"Although winter here is very long, it's rare yet possible to see one or two wild animals on the road, which you can't see in Ael."
"I didn't know before, but since my dried fish were always being eaten by thieves, I discovered it."
"Once, there was a commotion in the backyard, I pulled open the curtains to see, and found two little raccoons fighting."
Rosie Scott chuckled lightly, "They fought so fiercely that when I went to the backyard the next morning, there was fur all over the ground."
"You like it here." Charles Anderson's words were not a question.
