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While my back was turned as I consumed a banana in the kitchen this morning, sneaky Morrissey leapt onto our hall table. Apparently something startled him, and as he jumped down he knocked over a fairly expensive Bombay Company vase we recently purchased, breaking it into the thousand pieces President Kennedy wanted to smash the CIA into (not a grammatical sentence; so sue me!) He flew up the stairs and hid for an hour and is just now coming out of hiding, staying close to me and peeking around the corner at the scene of the crime. The little rascal! I think I'll still be finding pieces of the vase in 2010!
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