i have a few crabby stories. overheard conversations about her. and people letting me know about her shenanigans. last week a friend messaged me to tell me he'd been walking through the harbor and saw crabby lugging a water bottle. it didn't make it to our place. but i'm learning that we aren't her only destination. i think her intention is always our garden. but she gets distracted or things get too heavy or the obstacle of fences prove too much for her. for tom overheard a neighbor complaining about the garbage building up at their back fence. and another neighbor explaining "it's that little cat. she carries garbage and can't get it through the fence."
and the other night at rudy and krista's one of our neighbor's up the street asked if we had a winter glove that crabby may have brought us. and he proceeded to perfectly describe the ripped up winter glove that i pictured in the last post or the post before. he'd been using them for heavy outdoor work, until she stole them both and brought them both to us in seperate yards. and unfortunately tom had just done the lawn and thrown them both away.
so that's the latest crabby news.....
tom cleaned up the yard today, so all crabby's treasures got trashed. but when tom went out to carry the bags of leaves to the driveway, he called me. crabby had just brought her latest find. a rolled up tensor bandage. here's her loot. and herself, post-hunt. oh crabby!