Meanwhile, Steve's female, who loves animals of ALL kinds, was awestruck by seeing a woodland creature right here in our own little Burbank (actually, there are quite a few of them, including dreaded coyotes). So what does she do? She takes a handful of MY kitty crunchies and lays them across the top of the fence for the raccoon to eat, and for the next hour, all she talked about was the raccoon.... the raccoon... the raccoon!
Well, we saw no more of the raccoon, and in the morning, the crunchies were still on the top of the fence. I'll be watching for its return, though, and this time, I won't forget to hiss!