the end of my bed Do you know it’s almost Thanksgiving I ask He barks Ruff ruff Two barks that’s a yes Then again maybe he’s just barking because he heard me say Thanksgiving Ugly Brother loves turkey so much Drumsticks are his favorite Don’t get too excited It’s still three weeks away I tell him Finally I scoot out of bed I pull on my jeans and sweatshirt Ugly Brother barely moves Come on lazy bones I call You can’t stay in bed all day Today we’re picking pecans so I can make my famous pecan pie for Sunday dinner
Ugly Brother tucks his face between his paws looking disappointed But then the smell of bacon wafts up from the kitchen downstairs It distracts him He bolts from the bed and starts to scamper and I quickly follow If we were racing to the breakfast table Ugly Brother would win By the time I get to the kitchen he’s standing next to my chair with a piece of bacon hanging out of his mouth It looks just like a tongue Someone sure loves bacon I say Momma turns to look at Ugly Brother and we both laugh Then she puts more
bacon in the big black skillet She makes eggs and toast too Daddy and T J come in and we all eat breakfast together Everyone talks about our Saturday plans It’s a nice brisk fall day so Momma and I decide to take Ugly Brother on a walk to Pecan Park to pick pecans after breakfast Our route takes us past our neighbor Miss Clarabelle’s house We wave as we pass
Miss Clarabelle waves back from her rocking chair Her porch is dotted with pumpkins of all shapes and sizes She even has the big flat round pumpkins that look like Cinderella’s carriage People call them Cinderella pumpkins Isn’t Miss Clarabelle’s porch pretty I say
