Typical expenditure of a Turkey Day around the patch of Grey Fuzz… The girls are working away in the kitchen preparing a tryptophan laced feast of all the usuals. The football game is on the TV, where I somewhat patiently await the gorging that will ensue in very short order. The overly blatant *sneak attacks* on anything not having a well trained guard in place will continue until meal time, just a part of the holiday’s games. Something sure smells good, think I’ll see if I can find out!
Happy Turkey Day from the Grey Fuzz!