This is the second thanksgiving in a row that we've spent crying over animal issues. Next year, we're going away for Thanksgiving. We're renting an SUV, packing the animals up, and spending it in some cabin, somewhere, sipping hot cocoa.

The weekend we all went up to Big Bear ranks as my fave thanksgiving, evar.

You know what's weird? I would have been prepared if it was a zombie, but I have no coyote plan.

An unexpected coyote would sure make me scream, even though I know, logically, as Matt says, they're not much danger to a full-size human.

Then I'd get my camera. :-)

You know what's weird? I would have been prepared if it was a zombie, but I have no coyote plan.

BWAH! Love this, so much (because it's TRUE.)

Hec's leftovers stories are making me even more sad that I didn't host T-day this year.

Next time I'm 35 weeks pregnant during the holidays, I'm damn well cooking a turkey anyway. (Throwing a latke party next weekend would be insane, right? Even though it would require me to eat massive quantities of fried potatoes?)

Hec's leftovers stories are making me even more sad that I didn't host T-day this year.

My stuffin' muffins came out great, btw. I even had to take pictures of them they looked so pretty.

And they were very easy to do since I had all the ingredients lying around after cooking Thanksgiving.

Now I can send a couple in with JZ for her lunch with a side of the rich, sherry laced veggie gravy.

Allyson, if you and K want to run away but can't make it all the way to the cabin, you are more than welcome to join our annual urban family Thanksgiving next year. We always have a great time, and it's no drama with good food. Just throwing it out there.

One summer I found myself about 10 feet away from a young coyote. I said, "Oh, hello. Where did you come from?" and he whirled around to look at me, then ran away.

Whoa, Allyson. That's cool, yet scary.

Eek!

I know it hurts still, Allyson, but I'm now extra glad you brought Oliver in.