She carefully raises her head above the hole of her shelter, ready to pull it in at a moment’s danger. Not sensing any immediate threat, she looks carefully to the left. No wasps. Relieved, and again, moving cautiously so as not to attract predators, she looks carefully to the right. Oh thank goodness! No ducks! She knows that now is the time when she can safely make a move.
Creeping out of the shelter, she puts her hands to her mouth and calls quietly to her faithful weblog readers:
Happy New Year!
Then runs like hell and dives back into her shelter, vowing to return only when the new year is safely underway.