It's the case of the missing horse treats.
It will be no surprise to you that DH (dear husband) being the big softie, gives the mini equines a treat each night before the main course is served. He keeps them on an open shelf on the half wall that is shared with the horses.
What is a bit surprising is that I was viciously ;) accused of moving the horse treats.
I defended my innocence as best I could, but it wasn't until the very empty bag was discovered in the horse corral that I was no longer a person of interest.
DH is considering a masked culprit (raccoon) while I lean towards a misbehaving donkey.
However, I am willing to consider the raccoon mostly cuz the thought of the horses hollering "stop! Thief!" and chasing him to recover the loot is a way better story.
For now, GusGus, my eyes are on you! (the picture of innocence)