Raccons!

This morning, as I was opening up to let in the morning light, I noticed this little fellow climbing down the fence. He was with another racoon, presumably his mother. He was very playful with her, and kept batting her playfully like a cat.

The mother did not reciprocate. She was bent on getting to her den or daytime residence and one of her front paws was injured somehow, so she wasn't able to put any weight on it. She was all business and no play.

The mother kept on going, with the fullgrown baby following.

And then both traipsed out of sight...