The Pope's nose

My favorite part of the turkey!

When I was growing up in Missouri, our family always made a big deal of Thanksgiving. My siblings and I would always fight over the sweetest meat of the turkey. That's right, the little flap of skin that covers the turkeys rectum. Otherwise known as the pope's nose. You can look it up if you'd like. I truly believe there is no finer piece of meat.

Along with Sweet breads, these are a few of my favorite things.

All right, you got me

You got me. I am not a bad-a**. I actually do like the little one. She is wild and rough and I'm worried that I may break my hip, but that hasn't stopped her from growing on me. She is sweet and cuddly and, quite frankly, irresistable.

I no longer ignore her. I encourage her to play with me. When she bites, I pick up a toy and show it to her as if to say, "Use a toy to play with, not my cheek skin." She usually doesn't listen, but hey, she's little and cute and she'll learn eventually. By that time, she'll be taller than me, tougher than me and stronger than me. I hope she will be as gentle as me.