Oh, dear, I've been away from Mudcat for a few days and missed my SS's note. Sorry, Santa! Please don't turn my present into coal!!

...or would that be a coal-black cat, singing in the alleyway? (I have a cat that I say is black, just for the sake of convenience, but he's actually black-brown-gray – and sometimes mahogany red or a dusky purple depending on the lighting!) (He prefers to "sing" in the hallway, all through the night long when I'm trying to sleep!)

A big mouse? Is this a clue???

Hmmm... my Santa said (s)he was at work... at 2:30 in the morning, Mudcat time (US Eastern Standard Time)... so either (s)he works a graveyard shift in the US or has a day job across the pond... but which pond???? Oooh, mysteries are so... so... mysterious!

But, of course, all shall be revealed in time... in a couple of MONTHS!! Auugghh! (Here's where I start singing the Chipmunk song: "We can hardly stand to wait! Please, Christmas, don't be late!!!!")