Well, the raccoon came back but this time I did not catch it in the act. Instead, I only saw the remnants of his or her visit. I find it interesting that it has been so long since its last visit, and I find it even more interesting (read annoying) that it managed to stop by once again while the Coastie was on duty. It is quite creepy, actually. I hate that feeling- the feeling you get when you know something or someone was where it wasn’t supposed to be but you figure it out after the fact.
I have made one observation about this raccoon though- I think it practices portion control. The bag in the upper left of the photo is a bag of stale Puppy Chow. For those of you who don’t know what Puppy Chow is, it is rice or corn chex covered in a chocolate-peanut butter mixture and then coated with powdered sugar. It is very tasty and sometimes I cannot control myself when I am eating the sugary goodness. Well, this raccoon seemed to exhibit no such problem as it left most of it behind. Now, that is either a testament to the raccoon’s portion and self-control abilities or, a reflection on my cooking abilities… I hope it isn’t the latter!