Mystic broke another glass. I've had this cat for about a year, and so far he's broken two glasses, a ceramic coaster, the decorative lamp my sister gave me, and a pottery souvenir I got in Curacao. Come on! Cats are supposed to be graceful!
Ok, so he's not. He's also not the sharpest feline on the planet. It took him two days to figure out how to use the cat door, and when I'm in the shower, he paws on the shower door like he wants to be let in. And no, he does not enjoy getting wet. But that clingy desire to be near me is what sets him apart from the rest of cat kind. No aloof dignity for him! Every day, when I get home from work, I hear plaintive meows coming from the other side of the door. And he takes stuffed animals down off the shelves because he likes to play with them. And sometimes, when I go to wash my face, I find this:
Guess I can live with a little breakage.