residue? That’s exactly what happened to me. Upon closer inspection, the marks didn’t look like mud or typical scratches. And yet, they were definitely there. Worried, I quickly imagined the worst: an injured cat, a trapped rodent… or worse, a nocturnal intruder I hadn’t seen leave.
The 2.0 reflex: asking for help on social media
Faced with this mystery, I whipped out my smartphone. With a photo as proof, I sent out a plea for help to my friends and on social media. In this kind of situation, collective