This past weekend found a denizen of the Chimp Refuge brachiating, feeding and feeding yet again, grooming, being groomed and otherwise socializing in the home of its grizzled old matriarch. The photo below the fold illustrates one way in which godless atheists (and bonobos) celebrate Christmas – or Saturnalia or whatever one wishes to call the holiday surrounding the solstice; Festivus works, too. Yes, they decorate a Christmas tree. Here is erstwhile co-blogger Kevin fondling Betty Boop’s butt.
Kevin sends his regards to the Refuge readers. Due to a couple of writing projects that take high priority, he will continue to be on hiatus from the Refuge for a while yet. However, he may be gone but not forgotten. I anticipate that he will likely feed a line or two to me to pass along to you.