Well, that’s over.
Thank heaven they left me some food last night because they stayed out from 6:30 to midnight! Holy tamale, I thought Xmas was shorter than that. They did, too, and vowed that next year, it will go a bit faster. Everyone was exhausted, too many presents for the little ones–mama’s fault, too, because she has vowed not to have too much under the tree and spoil the grandkids but there she went again; I have four mice and do I need four mice? No way, no how!
So we take off for France soon and move into the new year, whatever that is. Kitty time seems to just be the ebb and flow of sleeping and eating and playing so I know zilch about time, but I do know that mama talks to me about how she’s making resolutions to clean out her closets and throw away anything with tomato sauce, gravy, various things from the food world that are on her tee-shirts, skirts, pants, etc., and I thought to myself, “Hey, that’s like that story she told me about HER mama who always said to her, “I hope you have on clean underwear, because what if you have an accident and your skirt comes up?” So mama is going to have clean drawers, so to speak, for the new year in case anyone is poking around in them, and I just hope she does NOT clean out my catnip haven (a pan where I roll contentedly when they go out) and think I’m going to stand for that.
What is this new year resolution thing anyway? I suppose mine would be to try to actually learn how to use the potty without benefit of plastic bowl insert filled with disposable litter, or maybe I’ll just be happy with less food and try to get my waist back, but I do do something that maybe not many kitties do, which is when I have used my litter bowl, I go to mama and myow plaintively and proudly and she comes in and cleans my litter bowl, and then I’m happy. I tell her every day–I’m sort of in the habit now and normally I don’t myow for anything except to greet the morning, so this is my only message each day (and almost always at the same time—lordy, lordy I am a compulsive little kitty, aren’t I?
My resolution is to eat better, sleep better, love better.
Hey, maybe I’ll write a book about that…
