Hi Everybody! Well, I survived being left alone on Thanksgiving just fine…………all was forgiven when (1) Mom and Dad arrived home yesterday with LEFTOVERS from their Thanksgiving feast in W. Virginia, and (2) when I got my usual Saturday bacon this morning! I can forgive just about anything if I get TREATs to take my mind off the fact they LEFT ME ALONE.
My pal Bashful (the rolling rock from HERE) accompanied my Mom and Dad up to W. Virginia and he spent all afternoon chattering up a storm telling me every little PAINSTAKING detail of the time he had. Apparently he enjoyed every minute of his day. He started out at my Aunt Carol’s house where he and my Mom had cinnamon French toast for breakfast with Aunt Carol.
My Mom holding Bashful so Aunt Carol can meet him up close!
Dad was too busy with Aunt Carol’s dog Toby who was talking Dad into throwing the red toy for him so he’s not in the photo!
He was TRYING to be patient while Aunt Carol cut a small slice of French toast to fit on his small size plate but I can see that “glazed look” in his eyes because he was hungry! What rock wouldn’t be having to be in a car for two hours to get to W. Virginia?
WHERE’S MY FRENCH TOAST??????
Anyway, after breakfast they went to the cabin which is only a mile or so away from Auntie Carol’s house……..Dad’s brother and his wife and their son were already there along with my Dad starting on the Thanksgiving celebration early while the turkey was still roasting in the oven!
Oh this is a nice little cottage to stay in for Thanksgiving in W. Virginia!! (do you see Bashful in the photo???????)
Bashful TRYING to sneak a taste of Mom’s bloody mary!
When the turkey finally came out of the oven, Bashful offered to be the “taste tester” before everyone ate any of it – what a sacrifice huh?
Bashful was surrounded by ALLLLL that turkey – he got out of the way just in time when it was carved!
Obviously everything they all ate was pretty danged good because before Bashful could blink an eye, the meal was over and the food was eaten and it was a veritable WASTELAND of empty dishes all around the buffet table!
Where did it all go?
Bashful’s formal Thanksgiving portrait on the fireplace mantle at the cottage!
Yesterday morning after they all woke up from their turkey-comas, Mom and Dad and Bashful popped in the Buick and came home to ME ME ME – but Bashful just HAD to sit on the stair railing outside the cabin for one final sniff of mountain air as he bid a fond farewell to a FUN and FOOD-FILLED Thanksgiving!
Gosh – do we have to leave so soon? The sun isn’t even up yet!!!!
Mom and Dad will be getting some of the Christmas stuff out of the basement this weekend – and you know what THAT means…………..my Elf on the Shelf (“Elfvis”) will be on the loose officially to torture us for the entire Christmas season with his traditional TROUBLEMAKING! I have Bacon (Bashful’s brother) to thank for that Elf……….he sent Elfvis to us last Christmas! EEEEEK! Remember????
Ding Dong…Elfvis calling! Uhoh….he’s HERE again!
Hope you have a wonderful Saturday everybody…………!