Tuesday is an underappreciated day of the week. But for me, it means coming home to a clean house, with my laundry done. You see, my wonderful housekeeper comes on Tuesdays. I came home today, however, to find a house full of feathers - Mourning Dove would be my guess. No head, no beak, no feet, no body, just feathers. I'm actually hoping that Hanna ate the rest, rather than stashing it somewhere in the house to save it for later.