[⭐] Here it was. Another year has passed. Or, nearly. My humans had started doing odd things that were associated with the end of the year. Decorating a tree that was inside the house. I mean, come on, a tree inside the house? They're everywhere! Just decorate one outside! They have also bought many small trinkets and tokens. What they are used for and why they are now hidden inside of bright paper I have no idea. As if this wasn't enough, they force me to year this bow like I'm one of their tiny figures that they torture by hanging them on the tree. This is indeed the worst time of the year. [⭐] [♠] Soon enough, those pitiful little creatures would begin one of their most pointless rituals. It was barbaric. Oh well. In a few days, I won't have to worry about them. They'll be gone. All gone. [♠]
