bad cat. bad.

I've had a lousy, lousy week. So a couple of days ago I bought myself a nice bouquet of red tulips. An instantaneous pick-me-up, right? Apparently they taste as good as they look.

This morning I awoke and stumbled out to the kitchen to pop the top on my obligatory Diet Coke; and here's what awaited me:

Five and a half blooms reman -- from an original arrangement of twelve.
This scene was repeated/scattered throughout the room.

Notice the gnawed-off leaves. Ridiculous.

Guilty as charged.

Damn cats.