I fire stomps and flail my arms in hopes of scaring it away. Nothing. I reach toward the sliding door lock and abruptly flick it upwards, then, in a violent sequence I produce a cacophony of loud sounds. First, the sliding door, then, the screen door. The only response I get is a flinch.
I suddenly come to realize that the only thing I did was condition it to understand that I was not here to hurt it.