First off, hello to all the newbies who've joined up for a chance to win the kitty planter (plus other surprise goodies) in the Vintage Christine 100 Follower Celebration Giveaway. If you stick around I can promise more laughs and more fabulous vintage stuff, and I'll be visiting YOUR blogs, too.
Second, there have been some quiet but persistent rumblings questioning the OBVIOUS guilt of Lance The Squirrel in the Baby Melvin murder case. The following recently discovered photograph should definitely dispel ALL DOUBT as to Lance's guiltyness.
This is Miz Chicken's actual house on the night of the crime. Note the Ford Fairlane. NOTE THE CAN OF CASHEWS--THE SAME CASHEWS THAT HAD BEEN REPORTED STOLEN FROM THE DRUGSTORE! C'mon people. Lance is guiltier than when Bill Clinton said he'd never had sex with that woman. Or that woman. Or even THAT woman!
And besides, who in their right mind would think a cat who leaves all this Pyrex alone could EVER murder ANYone? Boo wouldn't hurt a fly, much less mess with my Pyrex.
Because he knows damn well he'd be kittyburger in a hot minute if he did.