The Murder and Resurrection 12/13/2009

I come home to find the fish food strangly in the middle of the floor...


Our cat Meeks just figured out that we have a fish. The day before he started pawiung at the tank I keep on the kitchen windowsill. My mind starts reeling as I run to the sink....

And I take in the carnage left behind..... An empty tank scattered among my dirty dishes...



He keeps returrning to the scene of the crime like a guilty arsonist...


Me fingering the accused. The evidence speeks for itelf.
I cant keep him off the counter though...Then I get to thinking...'It's like he is looking for the fish...."
What if he's not dead!




Lo and behold! He is in a dirty pot in the sink! I couldn't believe it...

Back home!