The outdoor cats are weird. Yesterday, Eleanor was sitting in the garage watching Butters and Squeakers. Butters kept walking at Squeakers, who looked the other way while standing towards Butters. They both did that weird cat noises like they were angrily talking to each other. My mom got up and Butters jumped at Squeakers and they turned into a fightball and tumbled down the hill right into the little alley, getting completely soaked. They then repeated it all over again in the alley.

And now, I just walked out to put my food back and the giant raccoon was there, he scurried away a little but came right back, looked at me, and just stayed there while I walked past him to put my food back in the freezer. It's so funny. I then opened the door and Minky was there, she followed me here and looks angry, like I'm a traitor for being nice to the raccoon.

I went to check back, nobody there. Then the raccoon zooms at mach-5 passed me outside.