I’m joining in the Thankful Thanksgiving posts on Blogville because I want to. I really have a lot for which to be thankful.
I’m thankful for my peeps who took me in when I needed it, loved me and made my life great. I had a much better life than would have been expected from a product of a Mexican puppy mill. I’m also thankful that They rescued my sisters, Kaci and Kali who were both at one time in a kill shelter on death row.
I’m overwhelmed by you, the residents of Blogville. Two months ago, I was told that my cancer spread and that I had 1 to 6 months left. You guys came together and held the Highland Games a month ago. It’s one thing to have a tribute-it’s another to have it while you’re still around. The tears are still rolling down my beard. I really meant my thank you for that-for those who haven’t seen it yet-
I also am thankful for my boyfriend, Stuart. Who says it is too late in life to find love? I’m sorry that this post doesn’t meet my curmudgeonly standard, but it is what it is.
I’m gonna hand this over to Kismet, MY parrot. Go for it Kismet-
I don’t know why it is, but Kismet hides every Thanksgiving.