Tuesday, November 14, 2006



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.

7 Comments:

Blogger v said...

Yeah, I agree. Tuesday doesn't get its props. I love Tuesdays because it means FRONTLINE on PBS.

12:28 AM  
Blogger prunella jones said...

Any day I could get someone to clean my house for me would be an excellent day indeed.

7:14 AM  
Blogger M-M-M-Mishy said...

I think that if I had any, *ANY* money to spare when I move out on my own, it would go to hiring someone to clean my house. I'm a terrible cleaner.

8:35 AM  
Blogger dit said...

Oh my! thsi reminds me of a cat I once had that would bring snakes and mice that it had killed, leave it on the front door mat as if it were some sort of offering. Crazy. lol

9:21 AM  
Blogger Diane said...

whenever I look at my spending and try to save . . . cutting out the housekeeper comes after stop buying food

dit - well you know the kitty meant well . . . :-) now if only she would shop somewhere else for gifts

10:35 AM  
Blogger LA said...

dit - I hope you were honored!

Yeah, those feathers are an ominous sign!

9:20 PM  
Blogger prettykitty said...

i generally leave my kill at their own house. it's so much tidier that way and no greasy mess to clean up after!

7:52 AM  

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