Today we had scheduled bulk pickup with the garbage so we could get rid of all of the boxes from the move. We only get one bulk pickup and it has to be within one month of the move, so everything had to go. Now, the boxes were all broken down. easy child just had to take them out to the curb. This was last night. Of course, he was BAM BAM (b**** and moaning) the whole time which just annoyed me to no end. I mean, other than his room (which he got a friend to help him with) he did none of the packing and unpacking. So, I'm annoyed and he told me, 'Calm down, Mom', which just makes me want to take his head off. So, he gets done and I go out back to get away from him and to cool off - literally. I was so annoyed with him that I was hot. All of a sudden I see an animal scurry from beside the grill on the patio, along the house and behind the shrubs. I'm thinking, 'Oh, no! Puddles got out.' Puddles is a big cat. So, I'm calling, 'Puddles, Puddles, Puddles' in that sing song voice, every 'Puddles' a higher note than the one before. 'Come here big guy.' Walking over to him, crouched down so I can just grab him. I get within a couple of feet and suddenly realize...that's not Puddles. It was a raccoon. And he was soooo not intimidated by me. And he was starting to make scary noises. And rearing up. 'Well, hi there, Mr. Raccoon', as I slowly back away. 'You have a nice night. I'll be over there (pointing).' Mr. Raccoon watched me back all the way to the house and in the door. I guess we know who's property this is.