Posted by on Dec 30, 2019 | 12 comments

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Well, I think I was traumatized more than I really knew because I have been catching zees all day long and was out cold before mama woke me up to do today’s rant, haha.

Here’s the thing – I’m sort of like mama in that all this hullabaloo and end of year activity and horn blowing and cracker noise-makers and funny hats and loud music has taken a back seat to what I really enjoy, which is a loll by our fireplace in a nice little dream  state.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And mama and papa on THEIR couch having a nice little glass of something while the chicken  (yay!) simmers in wine and lemon and a little sliver of new moon peeks through our windows to let us know there will be nice end of year weather.  And frankly, mama and I don’t attribute these changes to AGE, okay?  Just don’t even go there...

I wised up long ago.

It just took mama a little longer than most to do her wising up, haha.  Or down, maybe.

Enjoy the last day of 2019…a new decade is upon us!

Anthros are so SLOW to get things.