Look, give me a little catnip and I'll share a story. I'm not finicky, just in the mood for a little company. Would you mind scratching under my chin; ah, that's better . . .

Turkey Dinner

By

The Cat, who else!

Crackle! Crack! The leaves crunched beneath my paws as I made my way up to the house for catnip. I pounced onto the trash can lid and hopped into Brandi's window, which was my usual entrance. 

I went springing down the stairs which led to the living room. I waltzed over, like I was important or something and devoured my food. I was so hungry I almost fell over backward trying to eat so fast.

Then, I decided it was time to play with Kelly's feet. Boy did they stink! You just never know where those human beings have been! 

Fortunately, about that time, another aroma caught the attention of my nose. It was turkey!!! I hadn't smelled turkey since, since, well you could just say that it is as rare as canned food around here. Well, for me anyway! 

RING! RING!! RING!!! There goes the phone. The humans always wait to answer until the third ring! See, now Stephanie has answered it. I think Steph said it was Aunt Barbara. Cool! She always brings me a can of eat food when she comes! 

DING DONG! DING DONG!! DING DONG!!! Now there's the door bell! MEOW! MEOW!! MEOW!!! Brandi finally got it! Gosh, what's wrong with these people? You just can't get decent help these days! With Aunt Laree's arrival, Aunt Barbara wasn't far behind. All this anticipation was driving me crazy. 

Soon after Uncle Larry came, with everyone present and accounted for we got down to business at last. Turkey and all the fixin's and a great time were had by all. Thank goodness for turkey dinners (and clumsy humans dropping food from too full plates)! 

The End

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