Happy New Year

The Human had a little (emphasis on little) New Year's Eve gathering last night, as flu felled four of her expected nine guests. This was too bad, especially as it resulted in quite a sizable number of leftover crab cakes. Now, "leftover crab cakes" is very nearly an oxymoron around these parts, and she fixed up three for brunch this morning (in her defense, she'd made them smallish, appetizer- rather than entree-sized). 
And hey, why pour that last half-bottle of perfectly good champagne down the kitchen sink? So what if it was a little flat? It still tasted mighty good with those crab cakes. A couple of tiny rosemary scones rounded out a satisfying first meal of 2013!
You may be asking yourself, "And what did The Kitty get out of all this?" The answer, unfortunately, would be nothing, zero, zip, nada.  For once, however (and I realize this will be shocking), it was not the Human's fault, as she dutifully offered to share the crab cakes, etc. with Yours Truly, who after a perfunctory sniff or two, declined them.
But I digress! The purpose of my post today is to wish all our Friends, Feline and Human alike, the happiest of New Years. 

P.S. I have petitioned to extend the Post-A-Day agreement I have had with the Human throughout 2012, but thus far the response has been lukewarm. Like Congress, she is having a hard time with commitment.