Creatures of the house

I worked night shift last night, so I was puttering around, till I could wind down, and I was just about to get to bed. I heard a noise in the back patio, and wondered if something had fallen. It's been raining a lot, and surprise surprise, I still have stuff on my back patio. I went downstairs to investigate a plant stand that maybe fell or if the hot tub cover was upset. There was a freaking raccoon on our trash can. At first I thought it was a cat. A very big cat. Then I saw the face, that unmistakable mask that a big fat raccoon owns. The first thing that came to mind is, this animal is not right, raccoons are night time animals, like Conan and Jay Leno. It was early morning and still dark out, so maybe this was just a raccoon that was out late and snockered , late into morning. It was not the least bit afraid of me I shouted, I banged, it did not budge. Then when I freaked out and slammed the door, the raccoon just sat very calmly on my patio hanging out, like it was loopy or something. I don't like wild animals, and I do not like seeing them up close and personal. I do not like them feeling at home on my patio. I go out in the hot tub at night by myself, not often, but I don't want critters hanging around me. Now I have the creepy crawlers that he has a home under my hot tub, and just waits for our parties to be done, and goes through our trash. It was bad enough that we were in the Smokey Mountains, where bears are supposed to be, but I do not want animals in my space, where I live.