Cold Turkey

Am I in trouble now.

You see the 2 legs get this great big turkey every so often and cook it and eat it. Now I reckon that is just plain greedy. There's Sebastian Max and me and we could all use a piece of that too. Well I heard them talking the night before last and she said she was going to cook the bird. I looked at Sebastian who had raised one eye from his basket and we shared a knowing look.

She always gets it out of that big cold fridge thing in the garage and then puts it on a tray in the little room downstairs to let it thaw out. The turkey must be so cold coz it is covered in ice and frost when she brings it in.

They went off to bed and I rallied the troops and we gathered outside the little room - we could smell the turkey in there and Sebastian started pawing at the door. I told him that was a waste of time and he got a bit uppetty. I don't think he's keen on me as the newcomer giving orders but you always need a general.

I suggested he stood firm by the door and let me climb on his back.

"Your claws are sharp" he moaned.

I reassured him I would keep them withdrawn and told Max to climb on my back and hang on the door handle.

The operation went with utmost precision and the door opened. Max moaned about hanging in mid air and I told him he could let go and he feel to the floor with a bump. I think he is a little bit simple really.

Anyway we were in and I let Sebastian have first pick of getting the plastic off and then we set in to a feast on the wing thing. it was like a frozen meaty ice cream - really yummy.

Sated we all went off to bed and in the morning all hell broke loose.

She was screaming about the bird being eaten and how had we got in there. I slunk under the bed and kept out of the way for the day. it will all blow over by tomorrow.