We have two of them that live in the area. One night, a brave one tried to charge me while cooking burgers at dusk on the Weber. I quickly discharged a ball in his general direction and damned if I didn't catch him right upside the head! I laughed for a while, and the wife stared at me like I was stupid (as usual).

On Friday, the wife was freaking out at the sound of what she thought was someone getting into the cars out front. I told her it was the trash cans, and when I opened the curtain, damned if the little critter wasn't standing there staring at me as if he was my kid with his hand in a cookie jar! Good thing trash day is Thursday...

Animals have a lack of fear here since they are all "protected". We find it entertaining, I guess.