I believe that raccoons were attempting to have sex in my yard again last night. I heard them squealing and grunting and running about. One of my cats was out, so I opened the door to see if she wanted back in. She certainly did. She was happy to get into the house, but still curious about the ruckus, so she went to the window to look out. I shone the flashlight across the lawn, and saw two raccoons chasing one another. Apparently, they were not pleased with the light, and they took off across the street. I heard their noises continuing in the darkness. Shameless, lascivious beasts. Heh. Them raccoons know how to party.