Thanksgiving

This morning I was up at 6:00 am to start thanksgiving dinner for my family. Of course, I had to feed Fred and Lamont before I did anything. As I prepared their breakfast downstairs, I heard them dancing in anticipation of the meal upstairs.

I stopped what I was doing and stood there to listen to them. I realized that I was hearing the sounds of pure joy. Their dance made me smile.

As I waked I waked upstairs, Fred and Lamont called for me. “I’m coming!” I called back. ‘Silly boys,’ I thought. I walked into my room and the boys were standing right were I place their plate.

The boys enthusiastically went to work on their plate as soon as it hit the cage floor. I sat for a bit and watched them devour what was in front of them.

Lamont was the first to find a red bell pepper. As he took his first bite, his eyes grew wide and he stopped chewing for a moment in disbelief . “Yes, Lamont, that’s what you think it is,” I told him.

It didn’t take long for him to recover from the unexpected treat. He stuffed his face with the pepper. The area around his lips was soaked with red pepper. He looked like a clown.

Fred’s front paws were on the dish as he went after a second big piece of red pepper. He finished it in record time. “Dude,” I admonished him, “there’s plenty there! Slow down.” My warning fell on deaf ears.

“Okay!” I said, “Time to make the turnkey!” I got up and went to work on the human meal.

Two hours later I went upstairs to shower and get ready for guests. I popped my head in on Fred and Lamont. They were out cold in their snuggle sacks with both of their butts hanging out. I giggled at the site.

“Happy Thanksgiving,” I whispered to them, “I am grateful to have you both in my life. I love you both…”. – KA

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