Last night when we got home from work Lee went into the garage and opened the door. He glanced at my car and there were footprints on it. He assumed they were from a cat but called me out there to see how much ofa mess the kitty had made on my car that he just washed. I walked to the hood and the weren't kitty tracks for sure! They were huge and had claws. They were freeking coon tracks!! All this time something has been getting in our trash. Lee would fuss at his outside dog Bandit. Poor guy has been getting blamed for doing something he hasn't been doing!
Makes me wonder what is going through his mind when Lee yells to stay out of the garbage!
