A new year is dawning, which is supposed to be a big deal. Resolutions and all that, a chance to begin anew. This year, as in many others, I'm just not feeling it.
We can't find Maggie, one of our wild cats. I have this awful feeling that she's dead, or that she got out, but can't prove it because we can't find her. Poor Miss Mag! I keep asking Buttercup, her former paramour, to assist us in locating her, but he seems unwilling to cooperate. He's currently nestling with Sabine in a basket by the window, which speaks volumes.
I wish I could feel all enthused and optimistic about the forthcoming 365 days, but it just isn't in my contrary nature. Y'all have a good one, though, and may whatever resolutions you have concocted come true. Or don't. Whichever you prefer.
P.S. - In our house, we'll be ringing in the New by watching an old episode of Dr. Who. Yes, we are nerds. Long may we waive!!
Posted by kath at December 31, 2005 08:10 PM