Chez Shitty Critter Watch: He’s BAAAAACK!

(Again)

The non-cat the Mister and I call “Rocky Raccoon” made an unexpected appearance last night— or more accurately— this morning. 5:15 a.m. to be precise. The ruckus was enough to wake the Mister. This is no small achievement. I write this as someone who some experience in this matter. Needless to say when he called me into the bedroom and I noticed all the felines staring out the window with rapt interest I knew I had clearly missed out on something very special.

Inasmuch as I can ascertain (I had the presence of mind to grab the Maglite but not my camera) Rocky was whaling on some fellow varmint. The shrill utterances I heard would certainly indicate this. Needless to say I will investigate/document this matter later. IN DAYLIGHT.

Otherwise, I was disappointed “Rocky” didn’t feast on the shit-filled diaper outside our bedroom window. It’s been there for two months. I guess Rocky has developed more effete tastes.

Miss Heather