Like every third person in our part of the country, I have a Sigg bottle full of water that floats around with me throughout the day. I think they appeal to our regional belief that by spending money on things like overpriced water bottles we can achieve good health (yay for drinking water!) and save the Earth (boo to plastic!). I'd like to say I diligently wash it out with hot soapy water every evening, leaving it clean and ready for the next morning. But truthfully, I just keep refilling it day after day until it finally occurs to me one that a responsible adult cleans her dishes.
All that to explain why, when I came in to the kitchen yesterday from doing yard work in the sun, I chugged from my water bottle knowing it was still partly full from the evening before. Which is how I discovered--as my mouth filled with a horrifying amount of tiny chunks--just what Puppy had done with the carrots he was supposed to be eating before dinner the day before.