"I'll get that," Yvette called out in response to the ringing doorbell. The family was gathered in the kitchen putting the finishing touches to their Thanksgiving feast. Dweezil had created a masterpiece and was now supervising the ferrying of it from the kitchen to the dining room table.
Yvette took several deeps breathes and crossed her claws for good luck as she made her way down the hall. Taking a deep breath and smiling broadly she opened the door and exclaimed, "Trixie, come in come in. Here let me help you with the pie," she continued taking the pie plate from the extremely nervous looking cat standing on her doorstep."
"Miss Yvette," she whispered in a shaking voice. "It was really sweet of you to ask me to dinner, but it's not too late to change your mind."
"I have no intention of changing my mind, and don't be nervous. You've met everybody already,"
"That's what I'm worried about." she explained. "I don't think your son likes me too much. We didn't exactly meet under the best of circumstances."
"Now you leave my son to me, and don't you worry about a thing. It will all be fine, you'll see. You know a wise older gentleman cat once told me that you can't help where you start, it's what you make of yourself that counts. And you are on your way to making something very nice out of yourself. So let's go into the dining room and join the rest of the family."
"Look who's here," Yvette called out to the cats gathered around the table. "It's Trixie,"
"Trixie, "Squig said happily.
"Miss Trixie," Annie shrieked running over to give her a big hug.
"Oh goodie," Dweezil said in a falsely benign tone, in response to his mother's be nice or die look., "It's Trixie. Our little party is now complete."
"Sit here between Annie and me," Squig said pulling out the chair. And Yvette watched as she sat down.
Taking her own place at the table, Yvette said quietly now before we eat, I would like everyone to join paws and take a moment to give thanks for our wonderful meal and to also give thanks for all the service cats in uniform who are far from home tonight. When they all looked up, she said I would like each of us to say what we are thankful for. I'll start and we can go around the table.
Yvette: I'm thankful that I found my son and when I did I found this wonderful family and a home."
Annie: " I'm thankful that instead of catching that mouse I caught you Dad and then I got Father and then Grandmom and now I've caught Trixie."
Trixie:" I'm thankful that Squig found something in me that I'd forgotten was there and believed in me until I started believing in myself."
Squig: "I'm thankful for you Dweezil. From the day Maia brought me home, you have been the best big brother a guy could have. And I'm thankful for you, Annie. You make me happy everyday. And Trixie, what can I say."
Dweezil: " I'm thankful for you, Squigman. You let me win when you could easily beat me and I know that. And no matter what I think up, you go along with me even when you know I'm being absurd. And Annabelle, you are the light of my life. And mother, I'm glad you're here, sitting at our table. And Trixie," deep sigh, "you are welcome at my table."
And with that, the cats began to talk and laugh and enjoy their dinner.
I would like to take this opportunity to say that I am thankful for all of you come back every week to see what these guys are up to and I hope that this evening finds you surrounded by friends and family.