It's 1:30 AM and our dog is outside protecting our home from a raccoon which was on our deck going after the bird feeders. He is sniffing repeatedly in hopes of learning more about the raccoon's whereabouts. I hope he doesn't connect with the raccoon. Skunks would be even worse. And so, back to the door to see if Marty is content enough with his efforts that he'll come in for the night.