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Cat Previews Thanksgiving Foods

I decided to get a preview of the Thanksgiving leftovers. Anticipating the humans suffering from day-after-hangovers. Lucky for me, someone left the frig open a crack. I slid in there and laid down under the largest full rack. I started on the pie, it was super delicious of course. Save some for me yelled a voice; it sounded like a miniature Norse. stuffing smells delicious, if there is one spice I love it is sage. I could pig out here forever. I’ve been here an hour, I’d gauge. The door opened slowly, and I tumbled onto the floor. The cook in the kitchen was so angry, I got kicked out the door. I did not care, because in each of my fists was a drumstick so round. My fat bottom saved me as I landed squarely on November’s ground. I’ll be back next year! I yelled to my neighbor Mrs. McFur. She was on the phone to my mother, complaining, I am sure.

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Date: 11/17/2022 2:08:00 PM
Hilarious, Caren!
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 11/18/2022 8:42:00 AM
Thank you
Date: 11/17/2022 12:25:00 PM
Haha, I enjoyed this one, Caren:-) Lovely!
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 11/18/2022 8:43:00 AM
Thank you Edward