correction – the COW wash!
SO…I come downstairs having concluded a short nap the other day, and I hear the water running.
NOT in the washer; NOT the downstairs bathroom toilet refilling.
But, running. Forcefully.
And I knew no one else was downstairs.
This warranted immediate further investigation.
And THIS is what I saw…
(This had been sitting, with additional bric-a-brac, on the window ledge above the sink.)
Curiouser and curiouser…
Further forensic investigation determined the kitten (who has recently discovered she can occupy the kitchen counter in our absence) had tried to climb up into the window sill, and knocked down the folk-art cow into the sink.
Then, being frightened by her action, she rushed to escape, turning on the faucet in so doing.
No permanent harm done, to the art or the kitten.
And, she didn’t mean to…
She’s not like the BAC (big-a**-cat) who is conspiring with the puppy to kill me!
(AND, if she damages roomie’s folk art, it’s no skin off my nose!)