Back From Fayette-NAM

It's actually called Fayetteville, but that gives you an indication how crummy this town is.  Been in a crummy hotel for four days in a crummy town with crummy weather, out on I-95 stalking Luna and setting a trap.

Brianna the tracking dog was with us the whole time, but was not able to lure Luna out.  

We were able to construct the self-closing trap in the middle of the median.  Hated being out there, traffic was horrific and was worried a State trooper may see us since it is illegal to be out there and set this trap according to animal control.  Trap is watched by camera 24/7.  Bob said he would bail me and Sam out, but didn't want to identify us at the morgue. Very funny Bob!  Only got four hours sleep a night, lots of coffee!  Needless to say, I am out of whack.  Come home to all my bird feeder poles bent, some missing.  Thanks Mr. Bear!

Oh!  And my friend Cathy in Arkansas sent me this little stuffed Poppa!