This year was our first meat-free Christmas dinner. Thumbs up all round. As usual, though, we were too full for pudding.
Mr Perkins was put back on the good-cat list. He stuffed his face with sweeties from his snowman toy then went outside and threw them all back up again beside the car. A little later, we saw a blackbird making Christmas dinner out of it.
Later still, Mr Perkins caught his own Christmas dinner. We made him eat it outside.
I hope your Christmas is all you hoped it would be.