As usual, Thanksgiving feast was so delicious that I forgot to photograph it in the middle of first stuffing my face and then falling into a food coma. However, I did remember to take pictures of the holiday decorations we put up afterwards (our family is a staunch believer in keeping Christmas boxed until at least the day after Thanksgiving. The tree:
And, since it’s our family, extra stockings for the cats. Plural. This photo shows one stocking. For one cat. There’s a second (not shown). For the other cat. They don’t share.
Admittedly, I did bring something home for the cats myself, though it was as much science experiment as indulgence. It’s a little stuffed toy chipmunk that raises its head and wiggles its butt when you press down on its back. As a dedicated reader/mocker of entropyenator’s travails with her adorable little serial killer of even smaller animals, I was curious as to whether the toy would trigger any instincts (in Mango or in the other family furball, Mia, who is has been known to snag a big bug or two). Sadly, nothing past a careful paw-poke and some wary circling of the little chipmunk.