It was a very quiet Thanksgiving for me this year. Hubby was working and we won't see family until tomorrow. Can't wait to see them but I was thankful for a quiet day, only a few dirty dishes and lots of knitting time. (With Hubby's career one learns that when given lemons you make lemonade!) I was thinking about a particular Thanksgiving not so many years ago. All the family was in attendance including nephew John and Gramma Maida. We had just finished a great meal and were relaxing around the dining room table when I looked up over Gramma's shoulder, into the kitchen. There was Baby Kitty on the kitchen counter with her entire head in the tail end of the turkey carcass! I was shocked and a gasp escaped my lips. Gramma was in her 90's but her hearing was as good as the day she was born and she immediately wanted to know what was going on. She never did quite catch on. The rest of the family was quick enough to look at me and follow my gaze into the kitchen. Our ey
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