Crime Spree

My cats love Christmas tree season and for the first few days after the tree is set up, they bask in its presence, lolling about under the tree and sniffing its needles.  Then, having grown accustomed to its presence, the assaults begin.  The other day, we came home to find the most recent victim.

The accused wasn't talking.

The injustice was righted (and hung a little higher in the branches for her own safety).

If history is any guide, this won't be the last of the crimes.