The cats figure prominently in this narrative.
Sammy (the sweetest kitty ever)
Tizzy (named by our son...because the bride and I believe in human names for our cats)
We had the heirs to the estate (huh!) and their progeny over for our Christmas dinner and gift exchange on Sunday. It was wonderful to to see Mister Tristan, Miss Doodybug, and Baby Sophia again and love them to pieces.
In the meantime, the cats, a disobedient and disrespectful bunch, were all over the counter, trawling for food. The word "Git!!" was quite common. Everything was covered and thus inaccessible, but their behavior was appalling.
I think I may have to send them a strongly worded letter.