Thankful

My fur brother Zephyr is NOT as cute or pretty or stunningly gorgeous as me, but I suppose he's handsome in his own way, so here's a picture for you.

Not much to post today - everyone here at Casa Empress is in a bit of a turkey coma. Yes - it was Thanksgiving in the True North Strong and Free and the peeps came back from the Grandma's place bearing large amounts of that most glorious of avian victuals - turkey. The smell of turkey drives me WILD so I've been demanding some every time the humans eat any (which is pretty often). Delicious.

I'm still holding out for turducken for Christmas. Surely there is no more perfect food in the world.

I'm thankful for Zephyr. And my peeps. And baby birds. And tuna juice. And sunny weather. And being able to go outside and inside and outside and inside as much as I want. And fires in the fireplace. And the water at the bottom of the shower. And the laser pointer. And the very thought of turducken. And the cat bed. And of course, all of YOU!