In the middle of the night, the BF and I awoke to screams (well, let's put it this way - I awoke to the screams and then promplty shook him awake!). It was terrifying noise, sounded like an animal was being brutally tortured. Luckily, my four girls are still young enough to be inside in the bathroom (great entertainment when using the toilet, eheh ). The BF went outside with his high tech flashlight and lone and behold, 2 raccoons in our neighbors tree must have been fighting or something. Now we are both procrastinating putting the girls outside, and will be extremely cautious on building their next "half-way house" before their permanent coop. Not a fun thing to wake up to.