If you’re not a resident of the central/western US, you may not know about goatheads.
They are evil caltrops. They’re the seed of an evil plant and they cause evil wounds to people feet, dog feet, and bicycle tires. Not that I have a bicycle, but they’re THAT sturdy. If I had a laminitic horse, I would seriously worry about goathead caltrops in its soles! Happily, a quick Google tells me that goathead plants are the only native thing left living in my yard – I erroneously assumed that That One Vine wasn’t a devil plant. Since I removed all the other native spiny weedy plants – and by removed I mean I’ve filled up to six trash bags per week for three months – it’ll be easy enough for me to kill off the goatheads.
Two days ago I found one on a sock while I was slipping on my cheap imitation Crocs. Yesterday I found another one. Today I found a third and decided to Take Action – I turned on all the lights and crawled around the den carpet feeling for goatheads.
I hope I found them all.
edited to add: after I took this picture I found one more (and two Cersei-nail-clippings.)
I would really like to blame Cersei for this. Not that I would yell at her or anything – she is but an innocent dog – but, you know, cleaning up after the dog is easier than cleaning up after yourself. Sadly, ALL the goatheads were within a couple of feet of where I sit on my couch. (As opposed to Cersei’s couch – don’t all good dogs have their own slipcovered couches? Trust me, it keeps the People Couch much cleaner if you just give in and let the dog have her own.)
I’d really like to pin this one on the dog, but circumstantial evidence suggests it’s I who is tracking them in.