So last night, the Human and her friend went to dinner and a movie at the Century theaters in the Westfield Mall downtown. The impressively large and festive Christmas tree was still, um, hanging from the top of the dome like some stabby piñata.
And who was it, do you suppose, that failed to teach these Humans which end of a fake pine tree is up? Not a kitty, my friends. I guarantee it.
Now I know how a Crispmouse tree should look, but I certainly can't be bothered with that one. Meanwhile, I have a new toy today and it's a fun one. In fact, I need to go finish playing with it right now.