Red Alert

When you give a perfunctory look toward the toilet bowl, the last thing you want to see is RED. For those of us who are either male or post-menopausal, this can cause some angst.

It happens once or twice a year and I have finally learned to tell myself to see if it happens again before calling my doctor. Fortunately I have never needed to call.

But today was one of those days. The odd thing was it looked different. It was sort of beet red. Then it hit me.

I had eaten beet salad for both lunch and dinner yesterday, consuming a lot of beets. They contain a powerful natural dye that obviously doesn’t go away in the digestion process.

For once I had a logical explanation as I flushed the toilet and prepared to get on with more important things, like buying yarn for my scarf.