Critters du noir

This evening I went to put something on the table in the dining room and looked out to see a deer just a few yards away from the window. My movement startled it and it trotted away a few minutes later.

Then I looked down at the bottom of the bird feeder, and there was the big fat raccoon cavorting again. We knocked on the window and he looked up, and then went back to cavorting in the birdseed hulls on the ground. I finally opened the deck door and it scampered away.

At least this time Tom saw it and can no longer accuse me of imagining the whole thing.