Well, I'm a bit hissed off because MY couch that mom and dad ordered
years weeks ago still has not arrived. They promised us 3 weeks and now it's 5 weeks...and Christmas is coming...and I don't know what I'm going to do if I have to sit on a ::gasp:: chair!
I consoled myself with a toy that still faintly smells of a certain silver tabby mancat. Mom is tricky and hides our toys so all of them aren't out all the time. Some of my brothers and sisters are fooled into thinking they are new toys. I'm not that easily suckered.
Our stockings have been hung by the fire. It's getting a bit crowded. As long as there is room for my stocking I'm good with it. There are advantages to having so many stockings since I've heard that Santa is unlikely to miss a house with so many of them to be filled.