Christmas and New Year’s Eve have come and gone, and our little family is finally settling down to our usual daily routines. Chewbakka is a little sad since Lovey took down the Christmas tree. He loves to hide under it and play with the low hanging ornaments. Although the ornaments are well-secured to the branches, every once in a while Chewbakka manages to knock one loose and it goes flying across the living room floor to the delight of Indiana who then proceeds to bat it around the room until she looses it underneath the couch forcing Lovey to retrieve it and place it back on the tree. I, for one, am glad we are back to normal. The frenzy and hoopla of the holidays always makes me nervous. And this year, our next door neighbor decided to set off fireworks on New Year’s Eve. It drove the dogs crazy: timid Rio tried to hide under Lovey’s bed (I say tried because he could only get his head under the bed), and Barkley barked incessantly, driving everyone up the wall. I retreated into a dark corner of Mumsey’s closet and didn’t come out until the following morning. So much for New Year celebrations. Not looking forward to the 4th of July.
The weather has turned quite cold for South Texas, although I understand it is good in a way since the freeze will kill a lot of unwanted insects like fleas and ticks. We haven’t had a hard freeze in our neck of the woods for quite some time. I am glad that Missy is living with us now and not in that big cold barn. She is a very nice cat, quiet, very well-mannered, and an excellent mouser to boot. She caught one of those horrible creatures just the other day, I am proud to say. Job well done!