Itinerant Kibble

A crashing garbage can and rustling noises coming from down in the mudroom can never be good. What with the dog door, who knows what could have gotten in? Fox? Skunk? Raccoon? Nope. I turned on the light to find a puppy kibble bag with legs and a trail roving around the floor. 

"Hi mom. I thought you might have accidentally thrown away some missed kibble."

"I need to make sure none is wasted".

Demolishing a three layer, vacuum sealed, super glued kibble bag is exhausting work - especially when the efforts are fruitless - but grandma Cedar is always there for consoling comfort.