Clifford has been sniffing all over the deck for a couple of days. I thought he was just being loony again, or perhaps the chipmonk was back. But this afternoon he stood guard over the only spot there might be a way to get under the deck. Tonight I decided to pry the lavender branches away and look myself, when I was growled at by an unseen guest. My guess is either 'possums or raccoons. I really don't want either, but both are better than a skunk.
Go Clifford - your the master sniffer !!!! Let us know what it is when you can tell !
Hey, Mike! Good work, Clifford! Mike, did you ever figure out what it was?
Whatever was under the deck decamped while I was away getting dinner. I sprinkled flour all around the entrance point when I came back Saturday night and there still are no tracks going in or out. Now I need to get a big rock to wedge into the opening.