Chloe got a chew bone from the cleaning woman (whom she adores, as do Kim and I) and lots of trimmings from the ham last night. Really, every day is Christmas for her. A couple of weeks ago, DH brought her some smoked pig snouts from the local Rural King. She didn't know about them at first, but after she rolled them around in her bed and licked on them for a while, she chewed'em right up.
My Siamese cats don't like anything but their dry food and tuna juice, and are unimpressed by catnip or toys, so they get nothing. They are such snobs.