Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Private Investigator Needed...

I hate housework. It's not like I kind of sort of dislike doing it. I hate it. And quite frankly I'm not very good at it.

Besides the usual picking up, lately I've had to deal with some additional and rather unusual housework tasks...

Yesterday, I had to clean up bird poop off the floor. Have I mentioned that we don't have a bird? But, yes, really, it was bird poop!

Then today, I found this:
(My foot is in the photo to offer a little size perspective.)

1. Whose muddy footprints are these? (They are way too small to be our dog's.)

2. On a sunny 75 degree day, how did our mystery critter find mud to step in?

Any personal investigators willing to take the case? Or maybe we need an animal tracker?

By photographing and blogging about it, I managed to avoid cleaning it. How else can I procrastinate? Ooh...I need to leave it so Scott can see it in person when he gets home!

10 comments:

  1. I can't help you there, doesn't look like any animal I know, but what ever it is it has 4 feet, judging by the patern of the prints , lol.

    ReplyDelete
  2. I want to know how the animal got in your house in the first place. Is there a secret "let me in" door??

    ReplyDelete
  3. LOL..I can totally relate to the procrastinating!!

    ReplyDelete
  4. You procrastinated all the way until hubby came home. I like it. I really like it.

    ReplyDelete
  5. OK, that is really, really odd. My guess? Santa was early for next Christmas -- those look like reindeer hooves prints, and as for the smaller ones? Elves?

    I LOVE the procrastinating ideas... you're brilliant!!

    ReplyDelete
  6. You and I are in that same procrastination boat. I ain't joking either. Why clean when you can be blogging? You should see the mess I have to clean and what am I doing? Yup...

    ReplyDelete
  7. I'm an awesome procrastinator!

    Welcome to SITS!

    ReplyDelete
  8. I've been home for over three hours and she still has not cleaned it up.

    I am fairly certain it was our dog and not one of the squirrels or freeway raccoons or opossums that torment our dog.

    I'll clean it up now... and get Madam Blogger her ice cream.

    Scott

    ReplyDelete
  9. And I am 99% certain that it was not Marley. She was in the house with clean feet at the time it happened. Additionally, her feet are larger than those prints.

    But regardless, thank you for the ice cream!

    ReplyDelete
  10. do you have a doggie door?
    My friend had all kinds of "friends" visiting inside her house. And after they found out it was the doggie door.

    I hope you find out what it is and where it is coming from!

    FREAKY!

    ReplyDelete

Yeah! I love comments! Feel free to leave me one (or two or three).
But remember what your mama said..."If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all."
Thanks!