Thanksgiving

Hi....it's me....Annie Grace,
I am now recovering from Thanksgiving. Quite stressful on me indeed. First it started before Thanksgiving Day when I strolled into the kitchen lurking around for invisible scraps on the floor. I usually start by peering at an invisible spec...for about 5 minutes......then The Lady notices me and quickly rushes for cleaning supplies as she thinks she missed some dirt. When she get closer to me (and "it") to clean it up, I just walk away like it went away. Just another one of my Wild Cards. Anyway, as I am peering at the spec I glance up and she is holding in her hand...... A HEART, A LIVER and A NECK!!!! I gasp and quickly clutch my chest. Is it my heart? Whose heart is it? Can I function without a liver? Do I have surgery scars now? With my heat racing (by now I do realize it is indeed NOT my heart) I make my way closer. Now she is chopping these gizzards up...briskly and dumping them in a sauce pan. I have spent enough time watching CNN to know there are such people that remain on the loose from horrific crimes.....is she one? Are there mason jars in the basement full of body pieces? Is she connected to "Joe Onions"? With the smell of sauteing body parts now permeating the house, and the large sharp knife out of her hands I finally ask The Lady "What are you doing?". She says "Annie, I am making homemade gravy...the real deal stuff. It's a three part process." With a sigh of relief I watch her now and actually enjoy the smell of roasting body pieces, my perfect pink nose now twitching upward as I inhale the smell. I wonder if there is Sheba-Turkey heart and liver flavor? So we do this together. Me sitting ON her feet as she stirs the roasting body pieces. I just know I am helping!!! For days I help....I am with her ALL THE TIME! Never leaving her feet as she cooks, bakes, measures and organizes. As the turkey is brining....I guard the refrigerator. I just sit in front of it hoping for a whiff as she opens the door. Finally Thanksgiving is here!! As she was out late the night before she almost sleeps in .....until I save the day with the lip balm swipe from the night stand to the wall which always wakes her up. "Annie...Thank You!....we need to get up and cook the Turkey" she says. I give her The HHTT Look. I am fully AWARE of what we need to do...that is why I woke you up! Yes....I saved the day.