Sorry for the complete lack of communication--but I have been at Cub Scout Day Camp this week. I feel like I have been beaten with a bag of bats (Louisville Sluggers, not Little Brown Bats). I swear, they just suck all the energy out of me.

Also, on Monday, I asked BigGirl (just in case) if she had opened a bag of chicken feed and made a mess all over in the garage (which didn't seem likely as the bag looked gnawed open--not her usual tyle!) So, I set the trap in the garage, bated it with half a can of corn, and voila! this morning, there was a masked bandit/demon in the trap. ( I am not a big fan of raccoons).