Redneck Thanksgiving

Meet Opie.

He is my son’s dog. My oldest is having one of those Thanksgivings where he had to go to the in-laws’ s house. Opie doesn’t do well at the boarding kennel, and none of them really do. Guess where he is spending his Thanksgiving.

He’s well mannered and trained, unlike my heathens. He plays ball like a pro, and is not allowed on the furniture.

Don’t tell my son, but he might be developing some bad habits.

This morning, he was feeling kind of lonely and neglected. He decided to crawl up with Otto and I before I went to work.

That’s Otto’s big butt off to the left. I’m surprised I didn’t have Frankie up here, too. She elected to go to her little Frankie bed instead.

The footstool doesn’t qualify as furniture, does it? I don’t think he’s being bad at all.

Tomorrow, my in-laws will be here, and they travel with two small dogs. My daughter is also coming, but I don’t think she’s bringing her cat. We’re all set up for a regular redneck holiday.

Winter storms are abundant, so I hope everyone is careful. I’d rather have them stay home than have an accident. My oldest and his family went to California. (Donner Summit is closed right now. Hope they can avoid a Donner Party Thanksgiving.) The in-laws are coming across the high Nevada desert, and my daughter has to come from Sun Valley.

Whatever your plans are, I hope you stay safe and warm. Enjoy family, good food, and even the dogs if you have that kind of family.

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  1. Reblogged this on Where Genres Collide Traci Kenworth YA Author & Book Blogger and commented:
    We’ll be here with our cats, lol. Hugs and best wishes for a happy Thanksgiving.

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  2. That’s definitely a full and furry house. Have a happy Thanksgiving.

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  3. Ah, Craig, you know you are teaching Opie bad things [giggle]. When my nieces come for the weekend [they were here this weekend past], they arrive with bad habits like not sitting at the table for dinner and tangled hair that looks like dreadlocks as well as a propensity for throwing their belongings all over the world. Two clean, neat girls with plaited hair and neat suitcases go home. They sit at the table for all their meals too.

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  4. Oh my goodness, look how handsome he is! What a good boy! The rules at Granddad’s house are different πŸ˜‰

    I was clicking through my email and told Sassy, “I don’t wanna read this thing about fishing… I DO want to read about Redneck Thanksgiving.” She also thinks Opie looks like a good boy πŸ™‚

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  5. Happy almost Thanksgiving!

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  6. We don’t celebrate Thanksgiving here but I am sending you and yours lots of good wishes πŸ’œπŸ’œπŸ’œ

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  7. My grandson and his wife are coming for a few nights with their black lab/border collie mix. Evie is adorable but the bounciest dog I’ve ever met. She usually comes to bump noses with me at 3 or 4 a.m. to say hi. She’s still young and full of energy:)

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  8. What an adorable dog! And, no, a footstool does NOT qualify as furniture. πŸ™‚ Enjoy your family and safe travels for everyone!

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  9. Sounds like you’re going to have a fun time. The dogs always get included with us too. Happy Thanksgiving.

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  11. I certainly do have that kind of family. I had a houseful, including 3 dogs (only one was mine). I’m happy you had a wonderful Thanksgiving Day❣️

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  12. Opie’s adorable – that face! Hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving, Craig.

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