I came down and discovered some of my ever-precarious piles of books had fallen.
Had I let the piles grow too large? Had one of the many books I'm in the midst of reading been placed unartfully on the pile? Had a small earthquake rustled the house? Had gravity changed?
No, none of those were the reasons that multiple piles fell at once.
The culprit returned to survey his work...
|The Cat Who Walked Through Books|