The first week of the year was furry quiet at the tomzrule® klubbhouse. Fortunately. Because Paddy's Pub needed time to get new shipments of nipz and snackfudes, and the carpenters had major repairs to make.

Meanwhile, the minivan driver made a lot of deliveries of hangover remedies and saw some powerfully zonked-out tomz! Many of them didn't seem to have moved from the position to which they were delivered on Mew Yeerz!

Kitkat, the klubb's most senior memfur, remained nipzed out fur several days while his fursibs Omar and Romeo seem to have followed his example. And why not? Kitkat is an inspurration to all tomz!

The Rescue Ranch tomz have their own post-Paddy's traditions. Davy lies, bottle nearby, dreaming peacefully while Dorian seems posed for the camera. Fernando usually has to be carried home in a box, and he spent the first few days of 2004 lying unconscious on said box. Purrhaps he's just being efficient and plans to be taken to Paddy's in the box as soon as he can get a lift - mewhaha.

Biggie Fries mewed on the Brofur Clubs Board, "Has ennykitty fount my drores yet? I lass saw dem when I were in da loo, and when I finely getted outta bed tu daze later dey wuz gone!"

Could these be the ones you're looking fur, Biggie? They were found in the nipzbeer frig at the klubbhouse. I believe some of the tomz had a poker marathon. Apparently you lost more than your shirt.