Tuesday, January 31, 2006

I could of killed her....

Today I went home at lunch to discover that Girl Kitty had climbed onto the entertainment center, way up to the top, and knocked off the flowers I still had that were left over from Grandpa's funeral.

I was reluctant to toss the flowers... even though they were past their prime. Having them there was comforting to me.

Not only were the wilted flowers beyond saving, the beautiful golden pot they came in was broken into 1900 pieces all over the floor. I almost started to cry...

Instead I picked up the pieces and threw them away. Then I ran the sweeper, and denied my urge to toss the cat out on her nosy, destructive little butt.