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!