When I removed a dead raccoon from undeneath our house last weekend, I thought the late-night thievery on the deck was over. But last night our 2am friend reappeared. I heard the dogs barking downstairs and went to check it out. As I opened the door to the deck, this guy moseyed off with a large dog biscuit in his mouth.
He’d managed to snag a full bag of them from the top shelf of our Rubbermaid shed and scatter them across the deck. I got this shot an hour later when he came for seconds.