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Christmas Kitten says "merry, merry," or was what meow? | |
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We have a house guest with cat now, who arrived with cat because the cat care pooped out at the last possible moment. The cat, a half-grown adorable kitten is napping in the guest room (where else?) after her long ride from NYC. The ginger cat, formerly known as the orange cat, is quite aware that there's another cat in the house. Thisbe, the neurotic cat, has disappeared, probably under my bed. A household with 3 cats and soon to hold 3 guests is a busy household, plus we're taking care of the neighbor's dog next door. 4 animals, 3 guests, 2 householders. We'll have to see how it goes. Some excursions planned too. I'm just hoping it's not too chaotic.
Comings and going at Logan tomorrow. Decent weather, still. The Pats won today after a fingernail-chewing first half. Food is under control, presents under the tree.
The first Christmas I remember, in Parsons, Kansas, I got a little toy cooking pot filled with pink mints. Odd the gifts one remembers. We also got a chocolate turkey and carved a slice off him every day. My juvenile mind didn't understand why we couldn't just eat the whole thing. Memory is weird, as Proust will tell you. For 2,000 pages he can tell you. Joyeux Noel, and Merry Christmas to all.
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