Someone in our house was guilty.
Guilty of criminal damage to property.
Who could have done such thing? Someone with a twisted criminal mind? I stood in my pajamas surveying the damage, wondering which of the usual suspects committed such a heinous crime.
And why? Why would anyone think THIS was a good idea. It was a brazen act which ruled out Lou, Lou. It was an act requiring the perpetrator to be more than 30 inches tall with dexterity to master a pair of scissors...that ruled out Ladybug and Southern Gentleman. That left only one person.
I was able to apprehend the suspect when he returned to the scene of the crime.
Upon questioning, he admitted to his involvement and pointed out the weapon of mass destruction. Mom's keys.
More specifically, the swiss army knife scissors on Mom's keychain.
He also admitted his involvement with another similar crime in another location. He was a cereal criminal...committing the acts even before he had eaten his breakfast.
I'll give him one thing...he was persistent in his desire to cut apart the shades. It must have taken a while with his tool of choice.
The criminal pleaded guilty to the charge of Criminal Damage to Property and was sentenced to giving up all 10 pennies (good behavior pennies) for the day.
He told the judge he was very sorry and so was his hiney.