Who Broke The Vinegar Bottle? Not Me!
Friday, October 01, 2010 Posted by revalbertkang
Written by my own paws - Mercy
I was by the kitchen door while Daddy was up in his study. I saw him taking a plate of delicious grilled chicken thighs and a couple pieces of bread plus his big mug of coffee up the stairs. He always loves to work and eat at the same time. That's why there is always grease on my... eh his laptop.
Well, back to my story... as I was saying, I was at the kitchen door when I heard a crash. I jumped and barked at the mysterious crash. There it was... a mess of black liquid and a broken glass bottle. Shattered glasses were everywhere. There was Jellicle who looked very innocent standing next to the mess. He was the first suspect for the damage. Then I saw, through the corner of my eyes, Tabby Boy, up on the window sills. He was the second suspect for the accident.
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| Jellicle was the first suspect of the accident |
"Who broke the bottle of vinegar? WHO?"
Daddy looked at me. I was lying far from the accident, as close to the front door as I could. My heart was beating fast even though my fat body was very still. Would he blame me?
Daddy paused and sized up the situation. He remembered that the black vinegar bottle was on the lower shelf and the cats loved to snugger inside the lower shelf.
He finally said, "Stupid cats!"
Smart Daddy!
Ha! He blamed the cats and that meant I was in the 'okay' zone. I stood up and wagged my tail in full agreement with his expert detective work. As I walked towards the kitchen door... slam!
Daddy slammed the door in my face... almost flattening my nose. What was he doing? So I stood on my hind legs and peeped into the kitchen through the glass-part of the door.
A major cleaning project was in operation. Daddy was holding a plastic bag and filling it with all the broken glasses. To pick up the small glass fragments, he used a piece of bread. Then he used toilet papers to clean the vinegar tile by tile. He grabbed the mop to finalize the cleaning project.With a few quick strokes, the floor was as clean as before.
By the time, he walked out of the kitchen, he was soaking with perspiration. He was not much of a cleaner but I think he did a great job. I inspected the kitchen floor and not a drop of vinegar. Even the smell of the vinegar had been masked by the citronella or lemon grass natural cleaning agent.
Jellicle walked by and I told him off for causing the mess. Tabby Boy walked by and I told him off too... for not warning Jellicle. They ignored me... do you know why?
I will tell you why... because cats are deaf. They are as deaf as ... eh... eh ... dead cats!
Bow wow wow!
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