Or should I say my granddaughter found them. OMG, I couldn't believe it. My granddaughter came running up to me and said "Grandma Jack pooped under the bed". I went and looked and sure enough there were a few dried up poops. Okay, so I don't vacuum under my bed every week! Too funny. Looking back now, those times when I thought he should have gone...well I guess he did, just not in the right place.
