I have no idea what goes on outside when the sun goes down, but it sure ain't pretty. I went outside this morning to feed my cat, and saw that the porch rail had a slat knocked out of it. This was the second in two weeks.
I suspect a cat fight or a collision involving the fat racoon that steals our cat's food.
"Mom, should we get out our spy equipment and set it up?" My son loves a good spy game.
"Hmmm. That might not be a bad idea."
So we have a spy camera with night vision, binoculars with night vision, a funky spy listening device, and a few rigged mirrors.
We're on a mission, and we're going to catch the culprit!