Now is the time for all good cats
to rise up from their afternoon naps
and shed the bulky, cold weather coats
leaving them on their keepers' laps.

This tool really works. My long-hair feline, already a very soft girl, feels as soft as butter, and my smeeze is almost rabbit-soft.

Speaking of rabbit fur, McPherson's had some wildly dyed skins that would not have looked out of place on the set of the old Star Trek series. I was underwhelmed with the store otherwise. The online catalog is much better.

Yesterday I went to dim sum at the place in the Great Wall mall. My dad got the bill, so I have no idea how it compares as far as cost, but the food and variety are better than average. (I still prefer Jumbos.) I spent the whole day with my family because afterward we had a birthday party for my little niece, now 5, who oversaw the party planning like the little overlord she is. I love piñata parties.

( Needless rambling about piñatas )

Backdated; actual writing date lost, late 2005
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( poem )

Winter is the chilled glass flute
and friendship is the champagne tune
bubbling up in celebration.

May we drink a toast together
to a season filled with love

this sweet vintage
this effervescent song

and welcome the future
intoxicated.

Have a Happy Turning of the Calendar!
And this, nipped from llynecat:

~Reply to this post, and I'll tell you one reason why I like you.~

Edit: The sparkle effect looked really pretty... {is sad}.