Morgan gets blamed for most things.
There is a reason for that. She does most of the naughty things that happen here.
Broken vases, that’s Morgan.
Rearranged centerpieces, that’s Morgan.
Noseprints on the kitchen window, Morgan again.
Spilled glasses, that’s the beloved husband! (Cleary Morgan doesn’t do everything.)
Just like with people, sometimes we blame the wrong pet.
I owe Morgan an apology.
My cats don’t eat plants except for cat grass or so I thought. Last week I noticed that the palm tree I am wintering over has some chewed fronds. It’s right in back of the chair that Morgan sleeps on. It doesn’t take a detective to figure this out…or does it.
Here is a photo I snapped of the “perpetrator.” Looks a lot like sweet innocent Mollie.
She skedaddled as soon as she saw me, snickering all the way.