Back Yard Aliens

"Hey, guess what!? I heard aliens in the back yard during the night when I got up to go to the bathroom!" I switched on Mr. Coffee on to brew a fresh pot.
"Oh, really?" My wife wandered into the dining room in her bathrobe. "Coffee ready? Mmm, smells good."
"Ready in a couple of minutes . . .Yep. Those aliens made clicks and buzzes, hisses and gurgles. It sounded like the way you’d expect aliens to sound." She pays tranquil attention to my soaring fancies. They entertain us both.
"Remember that huge flash of light I saw out the bedroom window a few years ago? We never figured out what it was. Except it wasn’t lightning. We know that."
"Yeah, we watched the papers to try to figure out what the flash was. Didn’t we finally see something that made us think it could have been a meteor in Eastern Washington?
"I think so. I don’t remember for sure. It was a mystery, anyhow. But other people saw it too, I remember that."
"I s’pose what I heard could have been some kind of animal. It had to be more than one, though, because they were having a conversation. Like one was giving orders." I poured two mugs of coffee, put milk in hers, and carried them to the table. She scanned the morning paper as she picked up her mug.
"Anything in the paper about UFO sightings or strange lights in the sky last night?"
She rustled the pages for a minute. "Not in the front section. Let me look in the Local News . . . N-o-oo, nothing in there either. It prob’ly wouldn’t be in Sports or in the Life & Arts section, d’ya think?"
"Nah. Ya know, I think I know where I’ve heard those sounds before. Remember when we had a raccoon with babies living in a tree in the back? They sounded sorta like that when Mom was herding the little ones I‘d rather think I heard aliens, though. Pass me the Sports and Business sections, please."