[ The feed begins with a familiar sight: John's sitting in his computer chair with a wide toothy smile. Standing next to him is a particularly nondescript torso, white shirt tucked into khaki pants. John speaks animatedly, bouncing a little in his seat. ]

Awesome news, everyone! My— [ He stops abruptly and looks up. ] No, you have to look into the camera. Down here.

[ The person next to him bends down until he's eye level with the camera. What a gentlemanly looking fellow! The white fedora on his head and pipe in his mouth are somewhat similar to that one time John was old and didn't remember anything. Huh, imagine that. The man smiles genially as John turns his attention back to the camera. ]

This is my dad. He showed up out of the blue today!

[ Dad's voice is kind when he greets the network and thanks them for taking care of his son in his absence. Normally John would roll his eyes and brush this off — all that paternal affection and pride can be so embarrassing — but months of worrying over what had become of his father have tempered him a bit. Instead, he just rubs the back of his neck and gives a sheepish grin. ]

If anyone wants to meet him, we will be hanging out here. [ A kitchen timer buzzes in the background, and Dad ruffles John's hair before exiting the frame. The boy shrugs with resignation on his next words. ] He is already baking up a storm for all of you, so do not hesitate to come over.

[ Despite the cake overload currently happening in the apartment, John looks happier than he has in months. He smiles again at the camera. It's genuine and carefree, absent of the weight of the world. Suddenly, Dad can once again be seen in the background, holding a pie of mysterious origin in one hand. John looks over his shoulder with a squeaky "noooooooo!" and quickly ducks out of frame. The feed cuts off as said pie hits the screen. ]

[Nepeta is positively covered in paint. Splotches of every color all over her coat, her face, her hair, everywhere. She's beaming into the lens so close that for a few moments only her face is visible.]

I can hardly believe today is real. I did not think it was pawssible but Pounce de Leon is here.

It is like something out of those human Chrismouse stories.

[The camera is set down and Nepeta is draping her arms around a large white cat with two mouths, nearly as big as she is. Her  purring can be heard over the video and she is shockingly untouched by the paint that seems to be covering everything else. Barely visible glimpses of colorful drawings can just barely be made out in the video and seem to cover every available stretch of wall.]

Rose purrhaps you could bring Jaspers to visit i am sure the two of them would get along famousely.

This is purrhaps the bestest and most purrfect day.

It feels like... maybe... a dark cloud has been lifted from the hearts of the island?

Christmas is coming!

Could someone do me a favor and find out if my reindeer are still in the park?

I never knew this sleigh could float. On one hand, I'm glad to know in the event of a water evacuation, but on the other hand, it might have been better to find out some other way...

Still, somehow, it feels like today has been a really good day. Has everyone been enjoying preparing for the holidays?