Last night when I got home Kellie was in quite a mood, she was desperate to get up on the mantel and chew on the Lucky Bamboo. Since I had moved the TV stand down the wall, she was finding it quite difficult to jump up on the mantel. She whined, cried and generally had a fit - finally she leapt from the TV stand and plunk hit the face of the fireplace - it was just too darn far for her to jump! The look on her face was of pure embarassment! I felt so sorry for her, of course she wasn't physically injured, but you could definately tell her pride was hurt. I picked her up and consoled her, then I put the plants in the closet and we settled down to a normal evening curled up on the sofa.
When I got to work this morning I was happy to see that her cat grass has begun to sprout!