Cat in the ceiling

Somehow, in the midst of all the Thanksgiving thankfulness and joy, my parents' cat Ella always manages to get stuck in a ceiling. No, seriously. It's the second Thanksgiving in a row where we've realized she's gone missing and frantically searched (even making sure she hasn't escaped outside), only to find that she's wedged into a tiny hole in the ceiling, staring down at us as if she's saying, "Well, it's about time you found me!"


Happy Thanksgiving! I'm grateful to all of you who actually read my rambling thoughts every day. I truly appreciate it.