Not usually one to anthropomorphize but Seattle raccoons understand English perfectly

Kalahari was going crazy barking at something in the park behind the house. The park comes up to about 10 feet from the master bedroom windows and there is no fence. Willow creek is about 30 feet from the window. We’ve had a rash of kids screwing with stuff in the park and some graffiti down the street so I took the dog and the Hi-Power out back for a look see.

Got back there and heard something down by the creek. I called out, “It would be a good idea for anyone down there who is not a raccoon to come out now.”

After 10 seconds of presumed deliberation the loud chirrup of a pair of raccoons came from the brush. I understood it to mean, “Don’t let that dog loose, man. We’re leaving, okay.”