Yesterday, I was upstairs when I heard a terrible sound… that of something shattering on the floor. I quickly ran downstairs and saw my precious burnay pitcher–the one I bought from one of the oldest burnay potters in Vigan a million years ago– broken into pieces. The culprit… Yuki, my playful kitten!
Oh well, that’s one of the (very few) disadvantages of living with cats. I’m sure he will ‘mature’ soon enough. In the meantime, he will just have to stay out of the house until he can behave himself like a proper cat. Good thing Hubby assures me that he can put everything back together again. *Crossing my fingers*
As for Yuki, I don’t think he cares…
4 thoughts on “Goodbye, Burnay!”
Your cat is completely like: “Yeah… Whatever”:D
I know, right?!!! haha
Hi, Pol! I like your cat’s colors/pattern! 😀 I have several headless angels at home, too– courtesy of Buffy, our own little Ms. Mischief. Hahaha! But it has been years (fingers crossed) since she broke anything. 🙂
Hey Mima! Ay naku. Kittens are so… destructive? Hahaha But they are just so adorable. And I love it when they purr. Makes me feel like I’m important to them 🙂