That Damn Cat
When Dan got home, he couldn’t believe is eyes. Virtually everything that was on a level surface had been knocked over. The priceless Ming vase lay in pieces on the floor. There were shards of glass in the kitchen. Even a jar of uncooked popcorn had been knocked over. “What happened here?” he demanded. “What do you mean?” replied Felix, the orange cat. “What do I mean? You knocked everything off the counter! And the table! It looks like you even added a couple things on the counters just to knock them off!” “Oh, that,” replied Felix. “That was all Andy’s doing.” Andy sat in the corner, silent, with his tail slowly moving back and forth. “Andy is a...