...or she'll climb on the end table and break your lamp.
I went to answer the phone, and Livers was sitting on the sofa watching Sesame Street (or so I thought). She seized the opportunity of my absence to climb onto the end table to get at my "amm" (what she calls lamp), which is one of her favorite things to try and grab. While in the kitchen I heard the loud, unmistakable sound of breaking glass. I quickly ran to the den and Livers was on the table, the lamp was on its side, the glass portion broken (luckily not the bulb, so I can reuse it). Livers looked at me, looked at the lamp, and said "uh oh!".
Uh oh indeed.
The silver lining to my broken lamp is that it gives me an excuse to go to Target later today. I LOVE me some Target. I have the bank statements to prove it.
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I've got a couple of babies here who get into everything when my back is turned. I can't wait until they are out of the "what's in the cupboard and garbage can" phase!!
But I'm glad we share a deep love for Target. I've seen some nice lookin' lamps there too I might add.
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