Happy New Year

Happy New Year? Unless this is the year of the cat, I really don't care. The whole idea of years is silly, anyway...just like birthdays.

My humans are upset about the weather. It's really warm. I like it, because my human keeps the porch door open while she's working, so I can go outside. I don't know why they'd want it to be colder.

This is a picture my human took of me just before midnight on New Year's Eve. Okay, so I don't look happy. I was hoping they'd go out like they did last year so I could have my own party. No such luck.

I wish my human would take down the Christmas lights. She talks about leaving them up for the "12 days of Christmas," whatever that means. Still, when you have Christmas lights on and the door open and the fan going...even I know that's ridiculous, and I'm a cat.

They got two more albino catfish last weekend. I don't know why they bother, when they keep disappearing like they do. They named the bigger one Isaiah and the smaller one Malachi. They seem to think it will make Ren happier to have company. I say they'll disappear just like Stimpy and Moby. Not that I know anything about it...