In the shower this morning, hubbs came into the bathroom to tell me that Puss had dismantled the flowers which were on the kitchen counter. She had pulled each stem out and sat them on the counter for me to see when I came downstairs.
Before I got in the shower I heard her running around the house tearing things up. Her tail was super fat which means she is full of piss and vinegar. I always wonder how a cat can get so crazy. Does she wake up in the morning thinking "I need to get me some flowers and toss them onto the counter, then I need to sneak attack Lucy and then climb under the couches and look for anything I might of lost, i.e. pens, feathers, tin foil balls, etc." It literally is like she is on crack.
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