My cats have it made. Never any worries…everything is always cool with them. That’s because I don’t let them watch the news.

I don’t know about where you live, but in my town, it’s still Christmas! And that’s ok with me…I think I need it to be Christmas just a little longer.

My cat moved into my grandson’s backpack, so now I guess Boots is going to finish 5th grade with him.

Skye is not about to share her pizza with anybody.

My name was not on the “Nice” list…I checked it twice. I’ve got a lot of ground to make up between now and Christmas.