Meme (aka grandma) is peacefully getting dinner ready....human child is getting stuff for school ready and mom and dad ran to the store. Meme takes a break to catch the tv show real quick......
Where'd the beans go? Only evidence is 10 beans left in the pan........
Did Human Child eat them? No - She was upstairs
Did Mem eat them? No - she was in the other room
Did Mom eat them? No - she was not home.
Did Dad eat them? No - he was not home.
Did Grouchy-cat eat them? No, she's a cat and too old to jump that high.
Did Alley-cat eat them? No, he is MIA a lot since Hoodini arrived.
Leaves two culprits.............Poochie-poo or Hoodini......
Poochie-poo:
3' tall, 55lbs., doscile, can't reach counter unless she really jumps, ate off the counter twice and none of which has been recent, she's more of a "steel from open garbage can" type.
Hoodini:
4' tall, 70lbs, crazy, can eat off the counter without lifting feet off the ground and does often.
Dad didn't want to assume, so he grabs the pan and takes it towards the two suspects. Poochie-poo thinks she's getting a snack and sits like a good dog....Hoodini cowers as if in trouble. Ah ha!
Case solved....
(and emphasized by every movement Hoodini making causing an expulsion of nasty-methane-funky-gas...every movement)
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