Christmas Eve is not necessarily a time I look forward to. See,  it is legend that on Christmas Eve animals can speak in human voices.

The yard is peaceful and quiet right now - but that is probably because they are all in their dog houses working on their speeches.

Kara is going to have a whole list of demands to dictate to us; Bait is going to preach at length about his 'Cat Supremacy' theories; Tic will squeak out a list of complaints about how unfair the world is; Fly will groan and complain about the woes of getting old; Charge will cover about 100 topics in 10 minutes; Olena will bitterly complain about not running with the main string; Fritter will tell us over and over again how much she hates her evil sister; Sprite will complain that Icey is looking at her food dish; Nahanni will share all her conspiracy theories; Mr Bean will swear that all his littermates are beating him up - even if they are not even close to him; Shooter will be singing the chorus of  'Don't Worry - Be Happy'; Tess will be yelling obscenities at any girls within earshot; Runner will complain that he is not getting enough kibble; Battie will want to host a group meeting so everybody can learn to just get along...the list goes on and on. Well, except for Crunch - he will believe that he is above any human traits and will simply pass on speaking in human tongue.

My head is already hurting just thinking about it.

Thankfully, it is also believed that at midnight all water turns to wine. So, I'll probably have my head under the tap guzzling away to get me through the night!!!

Wishing you all the very Merriest of Christmases!!!!

Karen