I get home from work and walk into the kitchen only to discover, YET ANOTHER, of my pottery-night masterpieces lying in shards. It was used as a kitty watering hole for several years and here it now sits in a pool of its own blood, er....uh, water. Hardened flecks of clay float on the surface of the watery grave, oh, I mean kitchen counter.
I can only imagine what sort of kitty shenanigans could have led to this sort of malicious destruction. So many questions remain. Was it a hate crime? Were dogs involved? Of even more consequence, was the rabbit involved? Did one angry individual act alone or was it a carefully orchestrated crime of passion. Again, so many questions remain.
The kitties continue about their business as if nothing at all is out of place. I've got my suspects. There will be retribution for this heinous crime...as soon as I get the DNA results back from the lab.
Maybe I could get Orlando police to install a surveillance camera in my kitchen, it's a matter of public safety really.
4.17.2008
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Oh Noes! Not again! How did they do that!? Someone better fess up and fast. Methinks it's time to make a new bowl ;-) Maybe very soon! But, definitely install some security cameras before putting it into use.
Yes, I agree! I think it is time to make a new bowl. Perhaps we could have a pottery/Holiday House/Nini's/Springs extravaganza?I can see it in my future fo' sho'. What I do love is the "well orchestrated crime of passion". Last time I checked there's no time to plan when it's a crime of passion ;)
Oh, Cindy - you clearly haven't seen Perry Mason in 'The Case of the Demure Damsel'! It's chock full of carefully orchestrated crimes of passion! ;) Believe me, they do exist...Fo' Sho'!
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