Christmas

I ate far too much at Christmas Eve dinner, and I’m so sleepy I can barely keep my eyes open.  The dogs don’t want to go to bed, though—they’re romping and wrestling and ready to party all night long.  I should feel horribly melancholy tonight but I don’t… perhaps it’s the wine.  On Christmas morning last year, Sweet Pea was rolling in the wrapping paper and killing pieces of ribbon, so it won’t be quite the same when we open gifts later (oh, at least 9 hours later if I have my way).  We’ve talked to the people at Best Friends about adopting an older cat, and they’ve recommended an elderly guy named “Eddie”.  We’ll find out more about Eddie next week, but I sure do miss having a fuzzy friend sitting at my feet while I’m at my desk.  I’m sure the occasional spider passes by, but they don’t count.  They never come when I call them.

Posted by Leigh-Ann on 12/24 at 10:22 PM

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