Yesterday was a snow day. So I brought out the boys to help do chores. They, of course more much more interested in snow ball wars. Since this is only the fourth time in their 15 years of life to really see snow, (except for the times I take them to Colorado snow skiing,) I let them play. You are only young once, plus I needed moving targets for my snow missiles.
When we checked the hog trap we found no hogs, and we also found no bait. After Ben re-baited the trap I asked how something could eat the bait but get out of the trap. He was confused.