Zoey vs Casey

My kitty loves ice cubes.  Everytime I get anything to drink with ice cubes in it, she trys to play with the cubes in my drink.  It was cute at first, until she started knocking the glass over and spilling its contents all over my coffee table.  I started scolding her for doing this, because it got really old.  All of a sudden mommy turned into the bad guy, and everytime I would get up and leave my drink on the table, Casey (my boyfriend) would entice her to play with the glass. 

So, last night, we put in a movie, popped some popcorn, and I filled a large glass with ice and diet coke.  I lay on the couch, and Casey lays on the floor, with the coffee table in between us.  I fall asleep first, then Casey.  Zoey is wide awake just eyeing my soda.  All of a sudden I wake up to a "what the fuck!?!?!"  Zoey had knocked the glass right into Casey's crotch!!!!!

I hope that teaches them both a lesson.