The dogs were carrying on. And on. And on. Steven is home now and he HATES it when the dogs carry on and on and on. So I felt a bit obligated to drop everything and go call them in.
There was a car in the drive. Our neighbor Jim pulled in.
"There is a HUGE raccoon up in the tree over there."
We had to go look.
Way up at the top of a very tall tree, clinging to a skinny little branch was a very large raccoon.