[tweetmeme source=”elizabethev” only_single=false]As Clark and I finished up our evening walk earlier this week, I felt the leash tug a bit as I went one way and the Frenchie went the other. He was transfixed by something teeny, tiny and fluffy at the edge of the sidewalk. “Oh, my goodness!” I yelped aloud. “It’s a little bird!” Clark doesn’t speak English, so he ignored and me and continued to try…
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Today: Oh, crap.
I was walking from my office to a meeting early this morning, about to pass through our garage, when suddenly a passing bird pooped directly on my forehead. The parking attendant on duty caught the tail (feathered) end of the situation, seeing me holding my…