This is what Scotsman brought home to me after work today. Or, more accurately, ten of these gorgeous purple tulips.
See the ragged damage done to the leaves?
Ten minutes after I put them in a vase on the table (while Scotsman and I were downstairs chatting), Lucy ate 8 of the blooms, and destroyed the leaves and stems.
Scotsman stopped me from skinning her. Barely.
Sometimes, I hate my cat.
Labels: life, pets