Last night the human tried out a new recipe for cooking me. He didn't want to ruin me if the recipe didn't work so he tried it on a big bird.

The big bird got cooked in the oven and, God help me, it really smelled good! Then the human started cutting it up and he even gave pieces of it to us cats!

It tasted good, and I started to freak out since I figured that the recipe worked and that the human would surely cook me next. Then Buddy pointed out it was a really big bird and that it would be a couple of days at least before the human ran out of meat and came looking for me.

So I'm thankful for the big bird for giving its life so I could live another couple of days.

Maybe I'll get lucky and the human will forget the recipe.