Lack of continuous sleep = inability to draw a single conclusion. Which means I have lots of them to draw. Maybe later, I can even color them in.
Anyway, it turns out that the petunias were not as effective as previously hoped. Dog barking does eventually convince the raccoon to leave, but only after many bushes have rustled ominously, lights have come on in numerous windows, and the dogs get together some harmony.
Nothing quite like staring out over the dark back yard in the middle of the night, looking for monsters.
