So, Gracie broke a little knick-knack in the bathroom night before last, a cute whimsical little hand-blown glass frog...
Our first objet d'art
It was on a high windowsill out of reach, or so we thought! I was
thinking about to put that stick-um stuff under it, but we used up our supply and I hadn't bought more yet. We also stash the Feliway diffuser up there on the sill but the glass frog was much farther from the counter with just wall below it.
I was in the bathroom yesterday looking for all of the pieces, while Gracie sat on the counter by the sink watching me. (The foot was mysteriously missing - I found it later in the tub.) Finally, in a peevish tone, I asked her "Gracie, did you crash
my frog?" while I showed her a fragment in my hand.
She thought for a second, then crossed the counter, stretched way up and put her paws on the sill, patted the Feliway diffuser a few times, looked back at me over her shoulder, and then sat down again! All that was missing were the actual words..."Look Mom, I can reach here now!"