I don't know how he did it. The cutting board weighed as much as he did and it was sitting flat on the counter. I heard the crash and went into the kitchen in time to see Kink pawing playfully at the remains.
Just as well. I "need" to go to Williams-Sonoma, anyway! I need a new cutting board, yep, and a new sauce pan, a knife (can't have too many knives. I always say that.) and one of those French things that I don't know exactly what it does but it's French and I could probably use it. Somehow.
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Cats are capable of all kinds of amazing things. For instance, we have to tear the handles on any plastic grocery sack we have around. Otherwise, the little one somehow manages to get the bag hung around her midsection, at which point she tears through the house snagging things on the bag and sending them crashing to the floor.
I am sure that your "Blog-a-Day" failure is caused by "...go to the gym month and clean the garage month."
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