So I think I've mentioned before that every morning I open the sliding glass doors and our screen lanai door so that little kid can go play on the deck aka world's biggest play pen. This is an ideal arrangement for all of us and life has improved dramatically since he earned this freedom.
I'm out of Diet Dr. Pepper and I thought I remembered seeing him sneaking through the family room with a can, so I decided to go out there and see if I could find one and just double check that everything was still suicide proof.
I found the following items either on or just outside of the deck:
-1 wash cloth
-1 cheese grater
-1 head of antique croquet mallet
-3 paint brushes
-1 of my flip flops
-1 piece of my food processor
-1 wire thing you use to lift turkeys out of roasting pans
-various piles of leaves, roots, and assorted plant remains
-1 broken flower pot
-3 stuffed animals on various chairs
-1 photography book
-random piles of soil
-3 broken sand dollars
-1 camera lens box
-1 bucket shoved tightly on top of a potted plant
-1 dog food bowl full of dog poop
I'm not even sure if some of that stuff is ours.
And the dog food bowl full of dog poop? Call it a hunch, call it mother's intuition, call it whatever you want...but I'm guessing that dog didn't poop in that bowl.