I observed a Pollcat lounging on a tree branch yesterday. His bright coat looked iridescent in the afternoon sun. Slowly he turned reddish brown as a cloud passed overhead. He stood, stretched, and then peed on his rear leg. I said, "Pollcat, why have you peed on your leg?" At the sound of my voice he turned a decidedly bluish gray.
"I'm marking my territory," he said, as he leaped down and scurried away.