Andare, Partire, Tornare ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Merry Kitty Christmas I went out yesterday and bought a small little tree. It is up and decorated and twinkling away happily, and as of yet, there has been no issue of kittens reverting back to their feral nature and scaling the branches to wait for a passing antelope to leap down on. However, a signifigant number of ornaments from the lower branches were removed and relocated to the kitchen overnight. I have made inquiries, but so far I'm being stonewalled. Catnip is being withheld until somebody fesses up. I wonder what it says about my family that we have always stored our Christmas ornaments in an old Cutty Sark scotch whiskey box? It is mine now, battered and covered with odd bits of tape and the odd, illegible magic-markered comment, but the clipper ship still sails proudly on its yellow background. It's got to be almost forty years old. 5:04 p.m. - 2004-12-05 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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