Yesterday a young robin found itself trapped in the garage and agitated as it was, pooped about 6 times on the silver camaro. The bird obviously had consumed blueberries because the splotches were blue-purple.
After my look of horror dissipated, I pulled the car out and got busy cleaning before the stains set.
As I was cleaning, a a random thought passed through my brain. Maybe a more economical, family friendly, better gas mileage car would have been a better idea, like an Impala.
When it was shined up, I took it around the neighborhood, came back, and that previous thought was quickly replaced with I LOVE this beautiful car!!
