My mind must be in some parallel universe because I see people (not dead) Christmas shopping in shorts! Weird. This is going to take some getting use to. The weather is more like 4th of July, not Christmas. Although I don't have to let my car warm up before I go somewhere and I don't have to worry about a scraper in the car.
Another strange thing about this Christmas holiday will be no children, no grandchildren and no leftovers for a week. Dad and I are going to have a small turkey roll for Thanksgiving, sweet potatoes and a vegstable. Plus pumpkin pie, of course. Then perhaps pepto bismol, depending on just how much we eat. I snicker at the people who eat enough food at Thanksgiving to support the population of a third world country, then say they are going to walk off the dinner. Honey, they'd have to walk to Canada. Twice!
In the world order of pet preferences, there are marked differences. If a dog jumps in your lap, it is because he is fond of you. If a cat does the same thing, it is because your lap is warmer.
Some people say cats are smarter than dogs. I tend to think that may be true, because you certainly can't get eight cats to pull a sled thru the snow. My preference has always been dogs.
Unconditional love on the end of a wagging tail.
Everyone have a safe holiday, and one of the many things I am thankful for, is each and every one of you. Hopefully soon, I can be thankful for gainful employment.
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