All throughout this Christmas season we’ve had ornaments mysteriously coming off the Christmas tree. We’ll walk in and find them scattered on the floor in the general vicinity of the tree. The cats, of course, deny all knowledge. But today I think I might have found one of the culprits red-pawed…

Of course Whiskey can’t be too far from Squirt…and a split second after I took the first picture, this is the romp that ensued. Boys will be boys!