They also have fights among themselves during mating season- at least I hope those are fights. If not, it is the loudest sex I've ever heard. Sometimes they chase each other through the pine trees, squealing and grunting and knocking the pine cones to the ground. They are by far the loudest animals in the neighborhood, even noisier than the blue jays, though, mercifully, less numerous.
There were also a couple of skunks passing by in the night. I didn't hear them, of course. In the entire time I've lived here, I've only seen skunks two or three times. They make their presence known only by their distinctive odor. Perhaps the one I smelled last night was showing its displeasure at the boisterousness of the raccoons. If so, the skunk certainly has my sympathy, my gratitude, and my blessing.