I was sitting on the front porch with my laptop just now, with Sophie on a blanket at my feet. The porch light was out. I heard a rustling in the flowers off the end of the porch. A fairly significant rustling, and I could see the foliage moving. A cat? A fox? And then the first tubby body appeared, and another and another.
I grabbed Sophie's collar just as she noticed them (sometimes it's good she's deaf now). The first one was already halfway up the steps (no doubt lured by a bone Sophie had brought up). Sophie whoooofed and they froze. I went "Psssssst!" and they started to beat a retreat. I hustled Sophie inside and grabbed the camera.
This is a first for me. I have never seen a raccoon in Denver before. Lots of foxes but never a raccoon. I know we have them the neighbors lost a chicken to one a few months ago but clearly they keep a low profile.
There's plenty for such scavengers to eat, what with all the alley Dumpsters easily accessible. I'm surprised there aren't more of them.
Clearly Mama Raccoon is doing her part to bump up the population. Six babies!
I chased them across the street (where I took these crummy but serviceable pictures) and down the block until they disappeared into a neighbor's yard. I hope they think twice about coming back.