Going, Going To Furky

1. Shane & Reflection

2. Me, Kyla, & Cappuccino

3. Jaaron, Joan, Kyla, Shana, Ari, & Moi

4. The evil intruder—Tofurky

Thanksgiving was saved. Whew! Shana made a turkey and brought it over. I was getting scared because all I saw going into the oven was a brownish log that came out of a box called Tofurky. Yuk. And the dressing! Sure it had almonds and celery; but, Joan put in some weird veggie sausage stuff. What? Does she really think Shane and I don't know the difference? We know how she sometimes tries to trick us with that veggie "ground round" she mixes in with our food. Just to be polite, we gobble it up and pretend it's the real thing. But, we know.

It's not easy living with Veggie Woman. But, I have to be greatful that she's not a soybean-hugging vegan. They're the worst. No milk for the cappuccino! Whoa. That's just nuts. No one dies if you drink milk, you know. I mean, I can see not wanting to eat an animal. I get that, because if I had been born in China or Korea, I'd have been stew and a fur-lined jacket a long time ago. But, I don't get giving up fresh mozzarella with olive oil and fresh basil or unfertilized egg salad or ice-cream.

So, Thanksgiving turned out to be a riot of food and compliments to me, for being beautiful, and to Joan, for cooking everything but the turkey. So what if it rained all day and Joan kept checking the attic for leaks and found one or two. In terms of family days, it was still a "ten." Ari, Shana, Jaaron, Kyla, and their dad Charles came over and everyone talked and petted me and drank wine—Charles sure knows his California cabernets—and ate a lot and said many mmmmmmmmmmm's. Shane had to stay in the bedroom for most of the day because Jaaron was afraid he'd try to bite her again. No one else thought he'd bite them again, but Joan thought it was better to be safe than sorry. He had lots of bones to eat, and for the most part, he slept on his comfy bed. Me, I got treats by looking hungry and uncared for, which isn't easy to do since I still smell so nice from my last bath and, well, what the weight issue, it's not easy to look hungry, but I'm pretty good at it.

Best wishes, Juno