Oh wow, well that's what I call exhausted. I mean: Even if I would have a desire to sleep on old year's eve it would not be possible because of all those fire crackers outside. I can tell you that two of our three cats had eyes as big as saucers yesterday and quickly found a safe place under the bed when the crazyness started somewhere around 22.00. The third one was highly fascinated by the fireworks and sat down behind the window directly above the crossroads where people started their rockets - he is deaf

I'm not always right, but my mistakes are more interesting!

And I am not strange, I am Limited Edition!

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