How Sam ruined our Thanksgiving!
Hey, Freddie here! Hope you all had a great Thanksgiving! I had a weird one!
If you read Sam's blog last week you know that Sam came over to our house for Thanksgiving. If you haven't read her blog yet, CLICK HERE.
For starters, even though Sam knows my mom is VERY allergic to cats, she still snuck her deranged cat named Frothy into our house. Not only was my mom sneezing all day, but Frothy decided to use the platter of stuffing for its own personal litter box. Gross.
Then, my mom and I went to the store to pick up a few ingredients for dinner and left Sam alone with the turkey (big mistake, btw). When we got home, the only thing left of the turkey was the gizzard. Sam doesn't eat gizzards. Instead, she put it on my grandma's face when she fell asleep on the couch.
Finally, we had dinner, which was okay actually, except we didn't have a turkey, or stuffing, and we found a piece of Sam's chewed up gum in the green bean casserole.
After dinner, Sam offered to do the dishes, but 15 minutes into it she got bored and just threw away all of the dishes.
You'd think that was enough -- but then Sam invited a bunch of hobos up for dessert!
Good times. (Not really!)
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