R.I.P Sophie...almost

Today I almost killed my cat. I found her--again--in the baby's crib. Last time I caught her curled up in there, I threatened to skin her alive and use her fur to make a baby blanket out of.

Today, I fully planned on carrying this threat out. But, by the time I had tracked my camera down and taken a picture of her, I had forgotten how mad I was at her.

That doesn't mean I let stay in the crib--but at least I didn't tear her apart. Instead, I tracked my spray bottle down and gave her a good old fashioned shower. She was very wet when I was finished with her, but she's grateful to still be alive and in one piece.

Next time Sophie...next time will be the last time.