Sometimes, you just have to gamble. In spite of the gloomy prognosis for Ike, we thought he'd like to spend a couple more holidays with us. After all, Little Guy has been a family member for eleven years. So, we blew the budget and aimed for his comfort. He seems happy! He's not demonstrating any signs of pain, such as crying or trembling. His surgical wound is healing nicely. He's contented and will surely give Mambo a run for his money, when leftovers are being put away.
The fruits of my own kitchen labor over the past few weeks are also paying off. I'm free to relax, just carefully timing the feast and anticipating its presentation... a guest in my own dining room.
Gobble, Gobble!
