The Three Masked Marauders

Night before last, I was sitting on the couch in the living room when I heard a lot of scrabbling noises out on the front porch. The light was still on since The Farmer had just got home, so when I peeked out I got a good look at what was out there.

Three Masked Marauders, otherwise known as raccoons, were busily munching up the cat food. I ran for my camera, then opened the door. They drew back for just a moment, but one was bold and headed right back to the cat's bowl.

Hey! Can't you see I'm trying to get some food?

One of the party was a bit shyer, and stayed as far back as he (she?) could, and still stay on the porch.

Geeshhhh... can't a body eat in peace around here?

The three of them made themselves at home, squabbling over the cat food. They didn't seem too concerned about me standing in the open door, or the flashes from the camera as I took pictures.

Hey, give me some!

Look at this, the food's all gone!

Hey Lady! Instead of messing with that camera, why don't you put some more food out here??

Our cat food seems to be a popular menu item in the area. One of the neighbor's dogs eats on it during the day, and I've seen opossums dining there at night. Now not one, not two, but THREE raccoons have added it to their nightly buffet.

At this rate, we're going to go broke buying cat food!