Bandit, The Midnight Raccoon {Part, The First}

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The Cheeky Beggar! As I walked home through the pebbles and general ungodliness of the hour, I heard a shaking of a nearby mound of ivy. "Another cat", I thought. Then something big leapt out and huskily waddled up the cement steps. Upon catching a glimpse of the striped tail I know now that I was finally encountering the nightly Bandit. Once up the front steps, he turned around and stared back at me. He remained perfectly still as though he were willing me with his eyes to leave. But I didn't leave. I just snapped this photo. I had fired off a couple. I advanced on him slowly for more but in a flash, he disappeared. He's out there...in the shadows...closer than I realized.