She came back to have another litter this year. She's had them up in the garage rafters and soffits. She sneaks down to get the cat food and water, but is getting a bit more comfortable around us. She pokes her head out and talks to me from time to time. One day this week I saw five of the little ones cavorting on the beams across the garage. Don't know if there are any more than that or not. But they sure do make for one stinky garage! She looks plum worn out, though. Her tail isn't full and bushy, but almost looks like she's been in a fight or something. She comes out to the pond to get a drink in the evenings when its got water. The cats totally ignore the coons, but Lucy has a cow each time she sees one. Far as I'm concerned, the coons are INFINITELY better than when the, um, polecat is munching on the cats' food!