Phil Robinson, The Zoo Revisited — VIII.—An Evening Stroll (1894)
“ Having assured themselves that there is not too much light for them to see by, they perform their toilets, exchange sleepy sunset salutations, and make at once for their evening breakfasts of fruit, nuts, and biscuits. The racoons are out, pretty, gentle-mannered creatures, wearing spectacles, who snuffle in a friendly way as you pass, but there is a white one with queer pale eyes that take the reflection in turn of all the colours of the sunset sky, faint pink and blue, yellow and gray, that snores most unamiably at you. ”
