It rained hard yesterday (flooding in nearby parts of Austria, road closed locally for flooding) so the tortoise is in the office with me today. She’s currently biting my feet, in fact.
Our cleaning lady had sort of a nervous breakdown recently (not our fault, I don’t think). The tortoise has been walking in circles around the perimeter of the room and rooting about underneath the desk. She’s collected so much dust on her feet it looks like she’s wearing little fuzzy booties.
There is a magical thing we have here in the States called Swiffer, aka “living thru the maid’s week off.” Your would-be-weasel would love it if you got one.