For these things, I am grateful.
I don't like people food. Mom can have that, except, oh man, when she brings home deli sliced turkey...
even if we do sit at opposite ends of the recliner.
Windows, where I can look out but not be out.
Places to scratch.
Warm places to sleep.
Best of all. I am thankful I have a home with a mom who loves me and my sister.
I wish all kittehs could sit in someone's lap and get chin scratches this Thanksgiving. Some day. Some day.