On my morning walk with Georgie, we saw the colors of autumn. Mount Royal (Montreal's Central Park) is in the background.
Because it was such a gorgeous day (they don't last long or appear frequently, it is indeed raining this morning again) I insisted that we go for a walk on the mountain. This is at the lookout on the downtown side. That muffin in the background at the far right is the mountain we hiked a couple of weeks ago.
This is the cross at the top of the Mount. It's lit up white at night except when a Pope dies. Then it is purple.
Me and Georgie on the Mount. He sure did love it up there. But then again, he seems to love EVERYTHING. I wish I could find that zone.
On the way back we stopped at the doggy park so he could play pack animal with the others.
Just as we were leaving I saw this boxer and squirrel in a stare down. The squirrel won as they always do.
A quick check for onion rings yielded nothing but a hotdog. See, I made green bean and mushroom casserole as is traditional and when I went to buy French's french fried onions for the top, I learned that the markets stopped carrying it around here. No, not just one market, I checked them ALL. No dice. So I thought I'd sub real onion rings. Well, they didn't have any so I improvised with carmelized onions coated with crushed swiss cheese bread sticks. Twasn't as good, but it worked. Anyway, I was trying to get a pic of my hotdog, lunch of champions, and Georgie nearly got it from me.
The bird is in the oven.
A little grated knuckle with that sir?
Serge is cutting up the bird for the feast.
Dinner time! Turkey, stuffing, company potatoes, green bean and mushroom casserole, cranberry sauce, caesar salad, crescent rolls and pumpkin pie for dessert. Delicioso!
All tuckered out. Time for bed.
If you'd like to see what other people in other parts of the world experienced on this day, go here.