Tissues on a table

One thing about living with someone else that always has a bit of mystery: Why random things appear and why.

This happened yesterday when this pile of tissues (Kleenex) appeared on the dining room table along with a latex glove.

My always active imagination wondered if some sort of medical examination had been performed and this was the discarded evidence.

Unless Anthony performed this examination on Lucky the dog, my imagination was likely not accurate.

The mess disappeared a couple of hours later.

Hopefully Lucky's prostate is in good shape.

Dr. Anthony's work, I presume