Doods...Happy New Year. 2017 is going to be awesome, I can feel it. There will be real live fresh dead things to nom upon, lots of premium Nip, and the new season of Doctor Who.
Lots of things to look forward to.
The last week I've been enjoying the fireplace a lot--the Woman groaned when she saw the gas bill but she still turned it on for me--and there have been treats. Like, squirty cheese.
Of course, it was pointed out to me on Facebook that had the can exploded, we would have gotten a lot more than we did. Lesson learned.
The Younger Human and his Much Better Half came over the day after Christmas, and then they all went out to have dinner, which apparently mean lots of Stupid Red Drinks, because the Woman was totally stupid when she got home and she stayed that way the rest of the night. I think it was by sheer luck alone she didn't cut her fingers off when she cut up her leftover steak into Max sized bites.
The Woman said we're not staying up until midnight to see the new year come in. She wants to lay down and read for a while and then will probably go to sleep around 10:30, but I think she's forgetting that we have neighbors that like to shoot off fireworks, so she's gonna be awake at midnight anyway. Maybe she'll get up then and get me a snack. If she's going to be up, she might as well be useful.
Anyway...I had a good 2016, even if it wasn't so hot for a lot of other people. And I think 2017 will be spiffy. So, have an awesome Happy New Years, doods, and be sure to wake your people up bright and early in the morning to wish them one, too. Like, loudly. They'll love that.