Darn, that was a mouse in the bag that Laurel played all night with.

It was retty obvious it was an animal in there and I did not dare look so asked hubby when he got up: the mouse escaped. Possible that Hardy finally got it.

Everyone is out. BJG laves the back door wide open every morning. It lets all the beasts come in, gross.

I have told him repeatedly in the past 20 years, to never leave the back door open, especially not in cold weather.