I used to have a coatimundi as a neighbor in my first Monteverde apartment. I used to call him “The Bard”.
Bards like medieval bards. Because he used to come around and we used to have so much fun watching him and his behavior.
He used to look at me exactly like this painting, begging for a piece of fruit. He was wildlife, I couldn’t touch him, but I always felt like hugging him.