Earthquake
It sure looked like it, the top shelf of the buffet with several of my kid’s unicorn collectables broken beneath a plate that had fallen on it. After watching Meowza climb the curtains with much banging (he made quite the racket) I think I know the culprit. From the top of the curtain, he leaps onto the buffet, thundering across to leap on the plant shelf, you know the allegedly decorative shelf that really hides the airconditioning duct. And from there he leaps to the floor. That’s how he did it.
He, Bazel, Izzy and Jezi take to the curtains and shelf tops to wreck havoc and destruction on my house with annoying regularity. And twelve pounds of cat at a full clip can be quite destructive. Imagine twenty five pounds of cat. I’d rather not. Course then, I doubt Edloe can jump that high.
I’ve found plants and books on the floor before. Now they don’t even have to be on the same shelf to run up the damage.
Cats!
And this after one of those nights at work that can be best described as a disaster.









