Basement Cat Thanksgiving

'Twas the night before thanksgiving, and all through the place — Prowling, pacing, restlessness, midnight howling. Mix, match and repeat as needed. Our Basement Cat's Sooper Sniffer® was in high gear, even though the turkey was thawing in the refrigerator. When the bird was finally in the oven today...oh, boy.

Well, she wants her share now. My wife can't begin to eat until yon beastie is taken care of:
The cat even taps on her arm and nuzzles. Hurry up!
And...was the smell of turkey the cause of all the restlessness? We think so. An hour later:
Cuteness and contentment. And snoring. Ever hear a cat snore?

Happy Thanksgiving!

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