The sight stopped me dead in my tracks. Whatever IT is, she has drug it in from the garage, through the pet door and laundry room into the kitchen. The rug appears to show a great struggle in fighting with IT.
I stood without breathing, wondering if IT was still alive. What in the world had gotten into our garage?
IT didn't move so ever so slowly I approached IT to have a look.
What could IT be??!!!
Tuna had caught us a (fake) coonskin hat that lives out in our garage, accompanied with some blue baling twine (on the right).
I laughed so hard I thought I'd fall over. Then I praised Tuna, who was very proud of herself.
Tuna, the Mighty Hunter