Thursday, January 3, 2013


The 6:15 a.m. crash of a plant and the glass plate it was sitting on started the day.  Kittens.  Not sure which one, but, boy, did they all scatter when I leaped out of bed.
Samuel Houdini Bre'z
My money is on Sam as the instigator.  He's the jumper.  Front porch screens.  Bathroom sink (see above: he thinks he's supposed to drink out of the sink.  Gross.)  Plus he's the one that munched on the peace lily and prompted the move.

Sam apparently doesn't realize that this plant is poisonous.

Or, it was Rhea.
She hid all day.  Cuz Mama was in a very grumpy mood.  I just couldn't shake it - the snarly, don't even breathe or look at me mood.  Yuck.
Don't let this innocent face fool you.  Sparky was very interested in the dirt all over the floor.  Which was hard to see to sweep up because I have ugly old linoleum for flooring.  When Sparky is scared, he freezes.  Since he was more curious than scared (despite my yelling), he thought it was appropriate to bat a clod of dirt under the buffet.

Sigh.  Tomorrow will be another day.

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