A rescue mission

As I sat at the kitchen table for one last sip of coffee this morning, a very stealthy Alice the Cat slunk by.  Why was she slinking you may ask?  Someone (you'll never guess who) apparently thought she needed to wear a sweater.  No wonder Alice always looks like she wants to kill us.  I managed to subdue her and remove the sweater.  She was much, um, happier? afterwards...