That's it then. It's been and gone and I survived it gentle reader. The humans (as I predicted) gorged themselves on high calorific foods, washed down with copious quantities of strong drink and are now discussing dieting come the new year (yeah right). The day began with a frenzied attack upon the presents. Why they go to all that bother to wrap things up only to tear the paper to shreds a few days later is beyond me. Surely it would be much easier to just hand the gifts over cat like. Whenever I make them a present of a freshly dispatched mouse I don't pfaff about wrapping it in paper and daubing sticky tape and tags all over it. No, I give it as it should be given - on the living room floor for all to see and admire. You know, there is so much they could learn from us cats if they only took the time.
Following the paper shredding they then drank the beverage known as sherry in a sizeable quantity. This made them go rather giggly and a little blurry eyed. Stick to milk my friends, stick to milk. No one ever went blurry eyed over a glass of semi-skimmed. They then, thankfully, went over to the cottage to feast, leaving me to have my boat in peace for the remainder of the day. The lummox had the foresight to light a coal fire before going in order that I should remain toasty warm in their absence and it was quite gratifying to know that he can do something right now and again. They returned many hours later, bloated with food, reeking of liquor, full of wind and rather tired.
But I missed it all and slept blissfully throughout the day. How Snowy, Sooty and the dog managed I neither know nor care suffice to say they probably disgraced themselves by begging for turkey and gravy at the table and not having the dignity to stay aloof from it all. Anyway, that's it for another year. I believe there is going to be a party of some descript on New Years Eve at the cottage and again those other two and the dog are welcome to it. I know what I'll be doing and it rhymes with 'peeping'. TTFN
P x
