Deb, thank you, but I think I have to bow out, as I will be needing to do the whole cocooning thing that night.

Sweetie, I know. You are totally exempt from dealing with anything at all, so far as I'm concerned. And poor Damien James is likely to crawl under something and growl all night. You drink masses of good bubbly with Lee, and we'll see you New Years Day.

Besides which, so far? No interest expressed by anyone in a party, so at the moment, the festivities don't actually exist.

And poor Damien James is likely to crawl under something and growl all night.

hehehehe. I am a bad pet owner, and really want to see ozzie and damien interact. I know in reality that they probably won't meet, but still...

really want to see ozzie and damien interact.

mental note: cut damien james devilkitty's claws as far down as they will comfortably go before loading him on the plane....

mental note: cut damien james devilkitty's claws as far down as they will comfortably go before loading him on the plane....

Love, he still has teeth.

mental note: cut damien james devilkitty's claws as far down as they will comfortably go before loading him on the plane....

No worries, sweetie. I'm planning on closing Ozzie and Perkins in my bedroom/bathroom/hall area and Damien will get the other half of the apartment.

eta: also, what Deb said.

Love, he still has teeth.

True, but he's more of a swiper than a biter

True, but he's more of a swiper than a biter

looks at Farrowen, off to my left sound asleep on my desk, knowing that if I stroke her and she doesn't wake all the way up, she'll start purring and sink her teeth all the way into the soft tissue between thumb and index finger, trying to nurse

Emeline does that.

Kate, I'd love to see you while you're here! You have my cell, right?