We were in Knight & Ro's family room in time to toast the new year with sparkling cider. Then Knight drove me home. We wished the dogs and Tigger and Bob the GP a happy New Year, then Knight released me from my top -- the sleeves are so tight, they lock above my arm fat.
Tomorrow, Tigger and I pick up Flar and Critter, who were passing through time zones around midnight.
Happy New Year everyone!