For the first time, my family's Thanksgiving was not held at my parents' house. Kate and I hosted this year at Sundog House (which is what we're now calling our new place). It was Kate and me, my parents, my nephew (Mat), and a friend, Helen Jordan, who recently lost her partner. So, it was a small group, but fun. The food was great (Kate made an
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What can I say, I got all giggly thinking you have a Carter for grandmother, lol.
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LOL! Yep, those silly things, just up there dreaming of flight and their finely-feathered alter egos.... (Can just imagine their tree convos - "I'm a hawk. No, I'm a swallow. No, a falcon, silly. Hey, I'm an owl....")
Hmmm... "Bedtime for Chickens." Sounds like a great title for a kids book about some silly chickies who live in trees... :)
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The chickens are just terribly entertaining.
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One of my cats, Symber, has Doormat's coloring. Her eyes have more green in them, though. Suse calls her Snot Eyes sometimes. :-)
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