He's Back....

I'm sitting on my porch tonight when the raccoon comes back again.  Only this time my son has left a bowl on the porch with Fig Newtons in it.  The raccoon is in heaven.  When he runs out I try to sneak by and into the house to get some more for him.  He gets frightened and runs to a nearby tree and climbs.  A cat appears out of nowhere and chases the raccoon up the tree.  I hear the raccoon making a fuss.  Soon a squirrel comes down the tree and he starts getting onto the cat as well.  The smart raccoon has outwitted them both, as he's gone now and I'm left staring at a curious stray cat cornering an angry squirrel  in the tree.  Soon they all go back to where they came from.
Fast forward about an hour.  The raccoon is back and he's eating Fig Newtons again.  Suddenly I hear him moving closer, and I look up in time to see him reaching across the patio bench I am sitting on.  He grabs my headphones and starts to pull them towards him!  I gently and slowly reach out and take them and say, "No.  Those are mine.  You can't have them."  Why the hell I'm talking to a raccoon....I'm just not sure.  But he appears to listen, as he lets them go and looks at me.  I ask him if he wants more Fig Newtons.  Awww...he's just a little guy.  Of course he wants a treat.
I go in to get him some more, and I bring him some fresh cherries too.  He chews on one of the Fig Newtons, then tosses it.  Then he picks up a cherry and rolls it around and plays with it.  Then he tries to roll around the bottle of Ivy Dry I left lying on the porch.  This goes on for another 5 minutes; he's just playing!  He's so cute!  Then I guess he was full and maybe even tired, because he left all the food behind and left down the front steps to go back to wherever he comes from.  I hope I don't end up regretting feeding him...but I'll still leave the food outside for when he comes back.