Looks Like I Need More Tissues

This morning I went out to the store with mom and dad. When we came home we returned to this...

The "I'm not Guilty" face.

...I wonder whoever did such a thing?

This compromising predicament looks vaguely familiar. Wherever have  I seen it before? Oh! That's right. Last year, interestingly enough, also during the spring semester, I came upstairs to find this:

"Do I get a treat now?"

Either Amara was a cat in a former life or Peaches cunningly knows how to create chaos and shirk off the blame to her little sister. The jury is still out on which is true. Regardless, cute levels are high.