Whiskey the cat, not whiskey in the bottle. The bottled kind, I am out of. Can't afford anymore either.... not just now. All my hard earned has gone away to bills or other peoples Christmas happiness.
Bacon.... that I have, and shall have this morning. Bacon I slice myself, having rubbed it down in pepper and spices some days ago.
I'll poke my head from the cave door far enough to growl a 'Good Day' to all, and the best wishes I have available to all as well.