Tuesday, March 10, 2009

liberty falls

First off, I love my cat. He's the first pet I've ever owned myself, and he's snuggly and cute, despite being a cat. He's front-declawed, but that doesn't stop him from scratching everything (What drives him to do this? Phantom toenail pain? Who knows?) He particularly likes to claw at these old record crates I have set up as a wacky bookshelf-type-thinger. I keep a lot of collectibles on it. Mostly from trips I've taken.


This is the Statue of Liberty mini statuette I got when I was in New York City. I was 17. It was a school trip. I hated it. I hate the city. I think it's dirty and everyone there is totally rude. You know the way some people hate LA? I hate NYC, like that.

But anyway, this was on that bookshelf. And I'm eating my cereal, om nom nom nom, and I hear a weird crack-crunch combo sound. I find the headless Liberty on the ground. I see my cat running away to hide in his cathouse.

I cannot find the head.

5 minutes later, when I've given up (it's just a head, afterall) and sit down to finish my breakfast, I find the head. With my foot.

And that's your {WTF Tuesday} story for the day. Now I need to go ice my foot before work.

3 comments:

Erin McGuire said...

I love this post.

Unknown said...

It's amusing that the head was decapitated by the fall and not some other obvious part like the arm.

Jessica Lozano said...

you obviously have a lot of free time before you go to work...