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So, every day, Izzy goes to work with hubby (the camp office). You can tell that he's a really hard worker...

It's crazy how smart he is!He has already figured out who is up here normally, and which cars go with them. But, ay new car, and he's barkig. Someone he already knows comes to the door, no big. New person? Bark bark bark! My little lazy genius 

And another (it didn't want to letme put them all together)

So, Izzy is a barker. He barks when he's excited, when he's curious, when he wants your attention, when the mood strikes him, etc. So, when he started barking in the middle of the night the other night, we thought to ourselves "oh Boy! This should be fun!" But he just keeps barking, and barking, and starts growling.  So we let him out of the bedroom (not outside, just into the rest of the house) and we look out the windows, etc. Nothing. So we're all grumpy and go back to bed. This keeps up randomly close to every night.
Fat forward to two nights ago. 2 AM- Iz is barking and going nuts. We open the bedroom door and nothing is outside but the motion light has been tripped. Ah, so there was something. We're not as grumpy, we go back to bed.
So last night, I go to take Izzy for the last walk before we go to bed. Izzy loves walks, Btw. So we get about ten feet away from the front door and he stops. Won't move. Just stares at me. Finally, I get him to go a couple more feet and he pees. Then, when we get to the edge of the road (about 25 feet from the front door) He absolutely refuses to budge, throws all his weight against me, the whole nine yards. Which is so not like him. He didn't seem scared at all, just kept staring at me with those big eyes and wouldn't move. I walk up to him and look down. Poop. Way too big to be Esther poop. Way too small to be Izzy poop. COYOTE POOP! Quite fresh at that. So finally, dense mom put it all together and headed back home, which he went gladly.
So, the mystery midnight barking is solved! Poor Izzy couldn't know that the coyotes up here are very timid and very small, but he obviously felt the need to protects his family from them anyways. What a sweetie! While the midnight barkingis obnoxious, it sure is a lot more tolerable now!

Well, I probably should mention that we are changing his name...
We live in an area with lots of bears, and so we figured that yelling out "Grizzly!" to a large, furry beast in the forest would be rather disconcerting to some. So, we're keeping it close and calling him Izzy. (Hopefully, that might change as we get to know him)

Jenn-I have a cat that eats plastic, too. Not out of anxiety, though. If you come home with plastic bags, he'll be trying to find a way to sneak up to them. This is a cat who only eats dry food and won't touch canned food, fresh chicken, tuna, etc. He'll even try to run off with bags if you see him chewing. He's landed himself at the vet's office overnight for this. I just hide anything resembling a plastic bag. Thank goodness he hasn't started on anything else.

I can't believe that there is another cat whoe LOVES plastic bags. My mother's cat is obssessed! She will hunt you down when you come home, tear through closets and open bedroom doors to get to bags and eat them. No plastic bags are allowed in the house because Lily goes berserk.

I think she was just trying to help you out byt getting baby out without labor pains.

My stepmom's Samoyed got very very picky in her old age. So she mixed the food with some warm, low-fat, low-sodium chicken broth. The food disappeared.