Thursday, November 16, 2006
It's a week until my FAVORITE holiday!
Mom reminded me that it's only a week until my favorite of all human food-related holidays: Thanksgiving. I've learned a lot in my twelve years of Thanksgivings (I'll give a run down of my thoughts on that subject next week) and so, I have to give "props" where they are due. Fudge Ripple taught me how to be persistant. Meows and pats on a human thigh tend to yield the most favorable results. Toby taught me that when Fudgie's way doesn't work, it's okay to reach up with your paw and try to snag yourself some turkey. Percy taught me the head-bob ("Food ... Yes ... Now!"). But the one who taught me how to camp out in the empty chair at the dinner table so that my presence is known and I'm fed was the Feline American runt: Lacey Bunns. Lacey was the master at securing more than her share of tidbits. For such a tiny girl, she had a huge appetite and a varied palate. I've gotten my ravenous appetite from Miss Bunns of Lace and I'll try just about anything ... Mmm .... All of this writing about Thanksgiving has gotten me hungry for turkey. Since it's still a week away ... ARGH! ... I'll have to settle for posting a Thanksgiving photo of Lacey Bunns in her place at the dinner table. This photo was taken in 1989 when Lacey was a little over a year old. For those who know how TINY Skeezix the Cat (celebrity blogger and pink-wearing manly man) is, he'd seem HUGE next to Lacey Bunns. If you remember, save me some white meat and some gravy ... Nummy!
Dictated by Toffee K. Ripple Fuzzypants & Feline American Angels at 5:02:00 PM