Wake up by Gracie T-t

Sleeping soundly this Sunday morning until the tinkling sound of breaking crystal sent me right out of bed... young Gracie had been busy swatting the pink rose (See Louise-the-garden rose blip of a couple days ago.) out of the etched champagne glass I used as a vase. It had been one of a pair.
Well, we do not have champagne all that often...
Here is the aftermath.