I was sleeping, very content, when I heard a semi-loud thud following by my husband hollering at the cats.
Admittedly, it is partially my fault. You see there is a cabinet set into the corner where the wall that is part of the living room and the hall wall meet. I tend to let mail get stacked up there (see 2010 Commitment #1). It is also the place where we store our jar of cat treats.
As soon as my husband is up in the morning, or arrives home from work in the morning, at least one cat is on the "perch" waiting for treats to be dolled out. Well, I'm guessing that he hadn't passed out treats yet (why do it right away?) and one of the cats was sitting on the mail...the mail slid out from under the cats...the cat slipped and tumbled off the perch...and the plant go knocked over and busted wide open.
Now I've got to go and buy a new pot today because I certainly don't have any pots that size just sitting around in the garage :-(
2 comments:
Not a great way to begin the day.
Did the cat still get his treat? Is that the same cat in the header?
The new blog header cracks me up! I've had some of my own startling morning discoveries with our cat, so I can definitely relate!
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