Yesterday. Yesterday started at the emergency vet's office with my mother-in-law's dog (dog ok-ish now). Actually, it started yesterday on my way to the vet when I scraped the car backing out of the garage. After a long day making up work and at language class, Jason and I relaxed with some wine on the couch.
I finished my glass and bid J good night.
I gathered my phone and book.
In my periphery, I saw a white cat gunning down the hallway.
In one fell swoop, a kitty hind leg leaped over the back of the couch into the glass of wine.
And the wine splattered.
On the couch.
On the carpet.
On the coffee table.
In my computer bag.