As usual, the animals all acquired the power of speech at midnight, allegedly in order to praise God, but in fact, Polly and Rocky swore at each other through the door dividing the house (and MY, those cats use terrible expressions when they're annoyed!), and Gus and Cupcake just spent their few minutes of speech-time insisting that it really was breakfast time. Damsel slept through it all.
But, lunch with the family was lovely - I did a standing rib roast of beef, panneed spinach, salad and roasted yams and one of my nephews brought mashed potatoes; my brother brought rolls, and assorted pies for dessert. We exchanged gifts. A beautiful time was had by all. God bless us, every one.