Thanksgiving and Black Friday

A Pounce late and a Tuna short, but Happy Thanksgiving to all my fans out there in Cyberland. The Master was called away on Wen, I think it was an emergency, all I know is that he was barking on the phone worse than a junkyard dog. Before I knew it I was in my designer Sherpa bag, in the Limo and off to the airport with the Mistress, Little Miss and the Master.

Not too sure where we went, but got to say, flying the way the Master does is sure the life for me! Gotta love being number 1 for takeoff all the time. Add to this, no body scans, cavity searches, well except for the butler pulling the innards out of ole Tom turkey that was about the extent of it.

So, after about 5 hours in the air we landed, the Master, Mistress and Little Miss went off and came back with a variety of bags, packages all brightly wrapped. The Master said something like screw the crowds, since %R*()@ is picking up the jet fuel bill may as well get all our shopping done, avoid the crowds plus it is duty free.

My keen sense of smell picked up the odor of some Cuban Stogies, yes, just for me. From my best guess, we were not in the USA, the GPS in the cabin has us flying south over a lot of ocean plus KNOW the Master cannot get my stogies in the USA. I deduced from the Palm Trees, humidity and massive wind that it had to be the Caribbean.

I was hoping for Europe, Bern to be exact for some the confections I love so much, but hey will take what I can, free is free.

The Little Miss took a photo of our table for the day of the turkey, and got to say, she did justice to the my plane. If you ever see a flying object overhead with KC in gold on its tail, wave, you know it will be me! I wanted to pose for a photo in the cockpit, but the Master will not allow me in there, something about me pressing buttons and stepping on things that I should not be.