It’s hard to believe the Thanksgiving holiday is upon us once again. It’s time to have one last day of rest before all the hustle and bustle of the official holiday season begins. It’s time to put together the holiday shopping list and try to figure out what fun and exciting presents to purchase for our relatives. It’s time to make sure the house is totally winterized before the really cold weather comes along. It’s time to complete those indoor tasks that you’ve been putting off the entire year.
To me, Thanksgiving Day marks the final month to finish the year off strong and start with a new slate January 1. For my cats, it appears to be just another day.
My cats like it quiet, calm, and, truthfully, very boring each and every day. Life is total bliss for them when there is nothing to do but eat, take long naps, and eat again. If this doesn’t describe the typical Thanksgiving Day for most of us, I don’t know what does, minus the television being on all day with parades, football and movies.
Since they spend all of their time outside, they really don’t get involved with all the cooking and cleaning that goes on in the kitchen. They aren’t concerned with the newspaper and a plethora of sales advertisements thrown around the living room. They don’t even mind when numerous unfamiliar cars clutter the driveway where they like to sun themselves. There really isn’t much difference between Thanksgiving Day and any other day. The only exception is all the wonderful smells emanating from the kitchen. Even when they’re outside, they can smell the aromas and they don’t want to miss out on all the wonderful food.
I usually cook dinner each night for my wife, Kim, and myself.. It’s usually something fairly simple like baked fish or chicken, a salad and a side dish. Other times, it’s more like frozen pizza, soup and crackers, or macaroni and cheese. Those are the quick, simple meals that fill you up but don’t involve letting things cook for long periods in the oven.
In contrast, as you know, cooking a turkey can take hours. Then there are the fresh rolls being baked or gravy simmering on the stove. These are all the smells that are normally found on Thanksgiving Day. The cats typically won’t wander too far because they know I’ll share some turkey with them. Of course it smells so good, they want it to be sooner than later.
It’s quite an amazing site to see. Every other day of the year the cats will be out exploring the fields, lying in the garden, or sunbathing somewhere in the yard. They only make an appearance when it’s breakfast or dinner time. Otherwise, they like to do their own thing.
But that’s not the case on Thanksgiving Day. On this day they will all be front and center waiting for me to come out to the garage. Each time I walk out to the garage to retrieve an item from the freezer, throw some trash in the dumpster, or place a recyclable item in the bin, they’re there waiting. They run up to me, rub against me, and look up at me with such anticipation. Then their glee turns to disappointment when I have to announce that the food is not ready and they will have to wait a bit longer. They will turn in disgust and make their way back to the posts they were manning before I came outside.
The day starts to fade away and night is now upon us. My kitties are more anxious than ever. I’m sure if they had thumbs they would create little picket signs and start protesting that it’s taking too long for their sampling of turkey. They would demand that their voices, or should I say meows, be heard. Demands would be made and negotiated on terms that best suit them.
Finally, everyone in the house is finished with their food, taking advantage of multiple visits to the kitchen for seconds or thirds. I start to take the remains of the turkey meat from the bone and place it on a plate for storage. However, I always take a special plate of turkey and set it aside. I make sure all the bones, skin and fat have been disposed of.
I then take the plate and head outside where I know my cats will be waiting for me, or at least waiting for their turkey. I place some in each bowl and watch them enjoy every last morsel. It brings a smile to my face to know that they thoroughly enjoyed themselves. After they’ve finished, they provide me the stamp of approval by going their own ways to groom and sleep the food off. The wait was worth it for them and all is well in the world.
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About Tim Link: All-American guy who loves to rock out to Queen while consuming pizza and Pinot Noir and prefers to associate with open-minded people who love all critters. Considers himself to be the literal voice for all animals. Author, writer, radio host, Reiki Master, Animal Communicator and consultant at Wagging Tales.
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