I'm discovering that the Little Black Shit has gotten rather good at finding non-food sources to eat. She has always been an incorrigible plastic bag eater, and we have to make sure that any plastic bags/wrap/etc. are thrown away immediately in a covered trash can. Still, LBlS will find snippets of illicits in the damnedest places. I saw her find a piece of plastic wrap from a CD no bigger than a quarter-inch by an eighth-of-an-inch on the floor and eat it. While investigating blue-stippled elimination this morning I discovered a piece of gold metal foil. I have absolutely no idea where she found that.
The fact that the biggest thing I can find to write about is cat shit says a lot for the sad state of my current affairs.