I am thankful that my cats allow me to live with them and share their furniture. I am so very lucky that I can act as a launching pad, scratching post, and accepter of their offerings of mouse parts.
I am so thankful that Scrappy continues to forgive me for not feeding him treats 24/7. I am thankful that he leaves his toys and chewed marrow bones scattered about in strategic places, which allows me the opportunity to practice my balancing act.
I am thankful that I have created such a firm bond with the Guineas that they wait outside on various high roosts until I arrive home in the pitch dark to try to guide them into the safety of the coop.
I am very thankful that the chickens have taken such a long break in laying eggs that I don't have to worry about collecting them, or gathering enough to pay for their upkeep.
I am thankful for my sense of humor - which is sometimes all I have left by the end of the week.