Rocky Raccoon

(This JC coon was much smaller than the one that visited our home.)
Last night while we were sleeping we had a break in. Mr. Rocky decided that our loaf of bread inside our Rubbermaid tote looked delicious. Ace followed him, chased him up a tree, and retrieved our loaf of bread. Then Ace returned to bed with a club just in case he returned. It wasn't more than five minutes and he was back. This time to get into our garbage which really didn't have any thing to eat just a bunch of plastic and paper. While Rocky's head was in the trash Ace whacked him good and hard, not enough to kill him but enough to paralyze his hind legs. Ace chased him around our island and out the door when his hind legs came back to life and he got away. Tomorrow we take down the curtain for our door and build a screen door.