You never know what you will find....

As has been my custom lately, I try to get in at least one or two sessions of exercise a day. I did not make it up early enough to get in a walk before it got hot, so the only choice left to me was to get in the pool and do some water aerobics. This is fun, and hardly seems like working out. So I suited up, and hopped into the pool, and onto my trusty hobby horse noodle. For warm ups I leisurely treaded around skimming the leaves and bugs off the surface. Then, I got down to the real meat of the workout, jogging in circles around the deep end. This is effortless, and really works well to reduce blood sugar. So, I was into my second or third lap when I noticed something dark on the bottom of the pool. I swam over to check it out. There, on the bottom of the pool, was a rather large squirrel. He was either taking a nap on the bottom of the pool, which was unlikely, or he was dead- very likely. Obviously, he was the victim of a posse of cats. The very posse that hangs out in my backyard during the day, Isis, Bendis, Bastet and Snidely. The ew factor made me remove myself from that area of the pool. I was dedicated enough to my workout to continue. Amazingly, I was able to get in my 45 minute workout in 35, and get out of the squirrel infested waters. I left the squirrel in his watery grave until Tom got home. Critter removal is a man's job.