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Mrs. Zoe is here and we are furiously preparing a feast of delicious food and libations for ourselves and some close friends tonight. Personally, I am anxious to tear into some holiday punch, but will wait until a decent hour and pace myself. Mocha is also having the best Christmas of her young life, as she gets to be in the yard while Mrs. Zoe smokes a cigarette. The doggie has discovered how to jump over the fence and run around the neighborhood; and will do so if given the slightest opportunity to be outside and unattended. She also has been extremely interested in the packages her yia yia brought from NYC...as we all are I suppose.