It's been a crazy year as you can see from all the notes I've penned here. Derek is taking me out dancing tonight at a big club in New York where we'll watch the ball drop and drink Shirley Temples all night long.
Well... faked you out. We never go out on New Year's Eve. New Year's is only for the lamest of lamos as our friend Meeko, he's a cat, always says.
The three of us will dine at home with shrimp, cookies, and more cookies cause tomorrow is DIET day for us all. We all seem to have been gaining a few pounds.
So here is a big old Hip Hip Hoooray for 2014. May all your dreams come true.
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