Good morning party people. It’s Sunday, and it’s dark out. Last night, after a very disappointing Christmas episode on SNL, I just zonked out. Out like a light. I was a little tossy turny. At about 6, I was woke up by a sound that really sounded like I had just knocked my bowl off the side of my bed.

I didn’t knock the bowl off the side of my bed.

I thought nothing of it, and went back to sleep until my alarm scared the crap out of me, and it was time to start my day. I got up, and got dressed. I leave my room, and go across the hall to pee and brush my teeth. I’m doing the ol thousand yard stare through the shower, and my eyes catch what made the sound about an hour and a half earlier.

I stared at it in disbelief, as I completed my business. Then I got up, and got most of the litter back into the box. Those cats must have had a wild night. I can only think that one of them was in the box, doing what cats do, only to be ambushed as they were leaving. Ensuing chaos, as she exited, in hopes to defend herself.

So yeah, it’s been a crazy morning here at Shady Acres. But I have my coffee, and apparently, I have a new tradition; I have a Christmas movie on. I guess in this one, that one chick from lost that Crystal hates, is looking for love. Let’s see how this one pans out.

There’s a few things I have to get done today. I have to clean the stove, I need to read for at least an hour. There’s book club, and I have to get 2 or 3 more posts in the queue. It’ll be a busyish day. Or at least the afternoon

So tell me, does the road to the Superb Owl still go through Foxboro? Haha. Happy Sunday everyone!