Which do you like better, cats or dogs? Cats are phenomenal animals. They have surpassed dogs in popularity, but I suspect this is because we have a lot of city dwellers in apartments where space is at a premium. We could never short-shrift our canine buddies; dogs are pretty terrific, too. Most people I know have both when they can. I would if we had the room. In Japan, where many apartments are the size of closets, cats are almost revered, which from a feline’s point of view is only as it should be. This Thanksgiving, Yulie and Ellie want to reach out and wish all their four-footed friends a safe, happy, and tummy-filled holiday. Across the land shelters are filled with those less fortunate. Please remember them, too. To us, their two-footed friends, they advise to keep turkey-coated tinfoil out of harms way and not let pets get too freaked out from visitors or small hands that can paw harshly at them. Good memories and love to all, no matter how many feet we have. Or if we meow or bark. Happy Thanksgiving. To enter to win a Thanksgiving placemat for your cat’s cereal bowl, leave a comment and email your home address to firstname.lastname@example.org.
There is a part of me that hates the Fall. October and November seem to be the two months when I’m going to catch any germ running around. Fall is also social catch-up time, when everybody revs up for the holidays. As an example, just this week, due to a head cold that morphed into a sinus/eye infection, I will be missing three grand events. On the one hand, I could say how lucky I am to have a life where I attend such functions. On the other hand, I could say ‘poor me’. I’m going with the latter. On the plus side, while my health may be temporarily on the wobbly side, my new book, The Culinary Art of Murder, comes out November 27th (only 99¢ on pre-order). And even though my husband gave this upper respiratory infection to me, I still think he’s tops. Although in the future, he’s not allowed to come near me when he’s sick. Meanwhile, have a joyous Fall, everyone. Stay healthy. And if that’s not possible, remember you are blessed. “To the world you may be one person; but to one person you may be the world.” Dr. Seuss was pretty danged smart. Happy Thanksgiving.