Leia the SpazzQueen tore through the house this morning, taking one of my favorite lamps with her. The bulb shattered and with lots of sparks and smoke (the lamp was on at the time), and I felt certain that the house was about to burn down. I had flashbacks to the night a few weeks ago when a lit candle suddenly burst out of its hurricane and caught my side-table on fire. That one I couldn’t blame on my clutzy pet, though.
You crazy animal.