Greyson: Seems this year's festivities are going out with a snort, snuffle and cough. Mom has caught a lousy cold and is tucked in her bed. Quill and I are hard at work trying to hold down the fort.
Quill: At least I'm trying to make her feel better (by applying liberal amounts of cat spit) and keeping her warm... and then there was the "Cat Hero Incident" last night... See Mom was snoring really loud when she rolled onto her back and all of a sudden things would get real quiet-
Greyson: Which I thought was nice for a change-
Quill: Then all of a sudden she would gasp and chortle. So I went over and pawed her till she woke up and rolled back on her side. She said she was dreaming of chocking so she was so grateful I woke her up - Hero Cat and all that.
Greyson: Whatever. Mom got all misty-eyed cause Angel Fin would do the same thing and it's her Birthday tomorrow, and Mom's too. Pretty sure there won't be any partying for a couple of days. But you may want to buy stock in Kleenex till then.
Mom: ::Cough, Cough, Sniffle:: Happy Mew Year to all our friends! We hope you all have a very Happy (and healthy) New Year!