It Wasn't Me...
So this morning my little festive x-mas tree was knocked over. I saw no signs of the Grinch or the evil santa from Futurama so I could only conclude that it was Finnigan or Jeff. They both had motive. Finny being ever so cutely curious and playful and then there is Jeff who may have been trying to get back at me for making him listen to x-mas music every time we were in the car all weekend in what I believe were rolling trips of yuletide glee.
But then I found the clues from my top notch security cameras...
sniff sniff
What was that?
One little bite won't hurt...
