Everything is fine (well, *she* thinks so), but I am being forced against my furry will to take a little hiatus for a week or so while the Human disports herself at various end-of-year events. Phfffft.
I mean, you know what that means, right? No fun times for the kitty. No toy time, no snuggly times, no companionable napping times. Nada. Zip. Zilch.
She says we'll be back next weekend. Is there a black market in thumbs, do you think?