my cat is going to get it.
it started with the creme cashmere blanket. the one i got in manhattan a couple of years ago . the one i snuggle up with on the couch each night. the other evening i looked up to see my cat, great jones, chewing on it. i pulled it away only to find a hole the size of a basketball. i cried a bit and then quickly put it on a shelf, out of reach, thinking that i could have it stitched into a 'wubby' for harper.
chalking it up to a single incident, you can imagine my horror when i opened my closet and found my dresses and wraps in tatters. great jones has literally gnawed through the following:
aubergine rebecca taylor flapper dress
black vintage silk tube dress from the lower east side
chocolate susanna monaco tube dress
black italian wrap dress from elena ciccone
olive silk marc jacob military dress
black cynthia vincent cashmere shift dress
black lynn lugo audrey hepburn dress
orange wool/cashmere blend shawl
creme wool/cashmere blend shawl
my useless wedding dress, however, remains unscathed.
oh cruel, cruel world!
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