Among people I know, a traditional New Year's Day dinner is often a nice big roast beef. If, like a friend of mine, you decide that the roast you've bought needs to hang for a bit of extra aging, be careful where you hang it . . .
. . . because . . . you just never know when the neighborhood cat is going to show up.
I'll put up more images later of Connor, the Malayan Tiger at the San Diego Zoo, from this morning, but for now I wanted to wish everyone a Happy New Year before the day was over.
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