Three French hens

Happy Thanksgiving! Yes, I know I’m late, for both. But we’ve already celebrated Canadian Thanksgiving. And even though it’s past time, I had a day off a box of turkey boob, and a counter full of high processed food ready for this evening when we feast!

Podrick wasn’t too bad this morning. He wasn’t as loud or as annoying as he could. He was trying to open the door, like a human. He jumps at the doorknob, I think just because it makes a racket when you just pull and let go. He rattles it.

The coffee has been brewed, and I’ll put on Alice’s Restaurant a little later, when it’s time to either put the turkey in the oven, or when I’m pulling it out. I haven’t decided yet.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!