Why is the top button on my shirts the first one to fall off.. and the one that is used the least, by far? I never button my top button.
And why the hell was there a muskrat in the middle of my kitchen floor when I got out of the shower yesterday morning? Cute thing. Pretty docile really. Easily more put out than I was by our circumstance. I had to overturn a trash can and shoo him in with a broom. I let him out outside and instead of bolting for the woods he meandered a little, spotted some tall clover about five feet away, sniffed out some delectable stalks, and calmly started munching. I almost felt like taking him back inside. Always wanted a good natured dog.
Some snooping revealed a basement window screen pushed in.