I'll get ya!

The raccoons are back. This time, there were three of the little bastards. Well, I tell a lie, they weren't that bloody little.
The wife is going beresque and, intrepid hunter that I am, I will sort them out. Just let me see see them sleeping peacefully on the patio chairs again. They'll get a real earful.
If the neighbours happen to hear at 6am, so be it

Ah well. Until tomorrow....