Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Caught in the Act




It's not as if I didn't have my suspicions, of course.  But on Saturday evening, while I was in the room, Tiger boldly engaged in his criminal violation of the flowers.  I watched in stony, judgmental silence.  I made pictures of the offending act.  I made noises about a potential prosecution.

He didn't care.

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