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A couple of months ago, Napoleon found a bone in our backyard. I wrested it out of his mouth and got a nip on the hand for my efforts–he really wanted to keep it and I was adamant about not letting him have it. I left it out on the patio to show Jason when he got home, but when I took him outside, the bone was gone. Whatever picked it up and moved it was not the dog, as he had been shooed indoors immediately after the bone incident and had not been out of my sight since. Whatever took the bone moved pretty fast, too–this whole scene took place over the course of no more than half an hour, from appearance to bite to banishment to disappearing act.<\/p>\n
A few weeks later, Napoleon found another similar bone in the backyard. This time, I bribed out of his mouth with a treat, picked it up, and threw it away. <\/p>\n
This afternoon, a different, larger bone appeared on the patio. Where are these bones coming from? What is moving them around? And what in the hell is buried in my backyard?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"