I went outside to call Banjo a few nights ago and thought I heard something crunching....but it was black dark. Thinking it was him I step off the stairs and peered around. I flew back into the house....its VERY dark out there at night and the sight of this little masked face about scared the pee out of me. Go Postal came down the hall laughing, wondering what I had encountered. I grabbed the camera and he posed for us (thanks to digital imaging for brightening up the original) He wasn't scared of us at all, I think he is still kind of young. So whatever Banjo doesn't eat first thing in the morning, the birds, squirrels, opossums and now racoons finish up for him. Life in the Country.