Doodles in the concrete

Today has been a pretty vile day weather wise. A fine drizzle blown on a strong wind was particularly unpleasant.
The wifeycle and I took the dogs to Evie beach, but the rain meant the cameras stayed in their bags.
I had a look at the concrete floor which was poured yesterday and found that a slater (woodlouse) had been for a bit of a wander across the surface before it had dried. It seems it was the last walk it ever had. It sort of drew a heart. Is it an omen?