This morning during my walk with dad around Echo Park lake, a pigeon pooped on me. I don't know if it was aiming for me (I can't recall doing anything bad to this particular pigeon in the past) or it was just a happy accident for the pigeon to actually make a direct hit... but I got pooped on. Dad wasn't pleased, so right after the walk we went over to KCs house (we've been watering their grass while Heidi was away) and I got an impromptu shower with the hose. Grrrr.... I hate the hose. It doesn't seem like a "real" bath and did I mention it's cold???
No photos because mom wasn't there but trust me - it's better that way.