Mom's Back to Normal

We had a late night visitor the other night. He/she/it left us two healthy deposits of excrement right by the front door. They were, as you may discern from the picture above, full of berries and seeds and each pile about the size of a silver dollar pancake.

We spent some time conjecturing over this phenomenon. Ann and I had seen bear signs, signs warning of bear, not warning signs of bears present, and thought that this may be evidence--late at night--berries and seeds. But the piles were not outrageously big and unless offered by a juvenile, were probably not bear.

But we certainly could not identify it. This is where Mom springs into action. We went out to lunch and Mom decided to make this poop identification her mission for the day, stopping at a friend's table during their meal to considerately inform them that I had taken a picture of poop at the doorstep and could they take a look at it to determine what it could possibly be.

All this is another way of saying that, although she still needs a pacemaker, she feels as close to normal as possible and is behaving thusly.