Nocturnal Creature 0 Brodan 1

In Ontario, Brodan our beloved GSP/Am Pitbull has 800 sq.ft. of freedom, known as our private backyard. NC [Nocturnal Creature] decided to take up residence underneath our deck. Sleeping it was. During our late afternoon game of frisbee, Brodan detected a whiff. A foreign visitor had perpetrated our border [without proper papers]. The game of frisbee ended abruptly. Border patrol was called. Search & Destroy was called. My worst fears was yet another skunk. I could hear & slightly see the encounter. I waited for the spray ; the awful pungent odour. It didn't come. Why? Oh my, please don't let it be the neighbours cat? Albert's cat? That would be a Shakespearean Tragedy. l Finally after thirty seconds, Brodan surfaces looking unharmed, and no detection of pepe le pu. With B-Man safely in the confines of our house, I take my first look under the deck, where upon staring right back at me with eyes fully dilated is,.. Mr. Racoon. Fudge!