You all probably know how much I loved my grandparents’ house in Merry-land, and how I’d go visit there all the time when mama and dad were traveling. I was sad to leave them and my best friend Tex, but you know what? I have another grandparents’ house here in my motherland, and we went there for Thanksgiving.
What did we do there in Galveston, you might be asking yourself?
Well, I did lots and lots of supervising the Turkeyman:
The turkeyman is my favorite because everybuddy else in the house is vegetarian, which is just plain silly.
I also got to do some mega-flirting with my great-grandma, who is one of my very favoritest old people. She’s so nice and always gives me little snacks from her plate. Sometimes she accidentally lets me take a sip of her Peanut Grigio wine, too!
Naturally, I did plenty of maxing and relaxing at the dinner table:
And on the sofas:
And out in the sunshine with my Turkeyman:
And last but not least, I spent some good quality time with my Disneydog. Disney is even older than my greatgrandma — she’s 17 — and I’m not sure how many more times we’ll get to hang out together on this side of the rainbow. She’s gotten a little skinnier and can’t see or hear very much anymore, and she is allowed to pee wherever she wants now. But she is still the boss of the house and she sure does keep me in line, and I respect her for that. I hope I’m just like Disneydog when I’m 17!
Hope everybody else had just as nice a Thanksgiving weekend!