I'm napping in my cat hammock. Mom is running around like a crazy woman. Turkey Day is tomorrow. What else is new?
She's got all the fussy serving dishes all over the dining room table. The coldbox is FULL, and there's a big real live dead bird in it. It's name is Fresh Butterball and it weighs more than I do. There are bags of potatoes, sweet potatoes, acorn squash and apples on the kitchen counter.
The rest of the house is pretty clean. I'm working overtime to get it all furred up and back to normal.