Guess what happened while I was out shopping for the finishing touches on my Thanksgiving dinner?
Someone thought they removed all the evidence and did a fair job of leaving everything just as they found it. And while I do find various smatterings and peels and pits in and around my kitchen sink on a regular basis, it was the tiny wet, black FEATHER on the splash board and the slimy entrails in the sink basket that notified me of the followiong horror. Someone cleaned a wild fowl in my kitchen sink!
Yup, that's me, Mrs. Monk.
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