A Casualty

We had another casualty today. This time it was my fault (though I thought about blaming the cat). I brushed by the Christmas tree ever so slightly and wouldn't you know it, one of the very delicate glass balls fell on the hardwood floor and busted. And a red one at that. It's not really that big of a deal, but I really like the red decorations because they stand out more than the other ones we have. Now we have one less...
Little Red Christmas Ball, you were a good ornament.
May you rest in pieces...

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