'Twas the Night Before Christmas. . . .
The forecast calls for snowflakes. . . stockings are hung for Purrsnickety, Deja Mew, and Oreo. So all that's left to do (besides make the fruit salad and desserts for Christmas dinner) is to wish you The Very Merriest of Christmases (and hugs if you're down or missing someone). And if you're someone dear to me whose name is Gail, Happy Birthday!