The Very Bad Cat climbed the tree and toppled the tree. The glass angel on top came crashing down at sometime between 6 and 7 am Sunday morning. Smashed into a billion little pieces. I didn't hear it, but my partner did. He cleaned it up.
I just moaned and tried to punish the Very Bad Cat. VBC came into my lap and wanted to be stroked. I didn't want to stroke him. But VBC can be VCCC, very cute and cuddly cat. Oh, it is just a thing. If I buy another breakable ornament, I am not putting it on the tree!