Okay, so this is why I posted this photo. The other day, I asked K a question and his reply was do bears crap in the woods? Any sort of rhetorical question makes me think of my late Grandpap. Grandpap is, rather was, my Dad's Dad. (But you know, he is always my Dad's Dad, but he just isn't living anymore. So do we use is or was?) Anyway, growing up, if we asked Grandpap a question that he might have thought was one that had an obvious answer to, his reply used to be..

Cat got an ass?

Now, it may not mean anything to you but for those of us who can remember Grandpap saying this, it is funny. The tone of his voice, the look on his face. It brought back some great feelings of my late grandfather.

So, I ask you this: DO bears crap in the woods?