No Longer A Criminal

I'm very sorry to report that our criminal activity was extremely anti-climatic. Turns out there was merely a mix up with whether or not we'd actually had the fingerprinting done. The verbage in the letter that was sent to the agency made it sound as though there was something criminal in our background simply because it was worded the same way things are worded when people do have a history of being naughty, to use a word from our household. I know that you were all hoping there was another Lori Doozleberry* out there who was wanted for identity theft or insurance fraud but I, for one, am glad that it was a good old case of absolutely nothing.
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Yesterday there was a bird perched in a tree outside our window. Our cat was stalking this bird and, as the bird swooped from the tree, our cat sprung up in the air swiping his paws together in an attempt to catch it. Oliver was a good three feet short of actually getting the bird. However, this obviously irritated the bird and it proceeded to swoop down just over Oliver's head several times. Finally, it flew just above Ollie's head and made a sort of squawking sound. Our cat jumped a foot and sprinted under our deck. It was hilarious. We are talking about a pretty decent sized bird here, almost half the size of our cat, but still. Have you ever seen a feline running away from a bird? He's not much of a hunter, that one. Oh well, at least I don't have to spend my days cleaning up rodent and avian carcasses.

*Names are, once again, changed to protect myself from murdrous stalkers--you know people with faulty sets of fingerprints.