Do not panic about the bones in the dish. I am a verreh dainty eater, I do not mess around with bones. My mommeh watched me verreh carefully while I nommed at this big plate of bird for a while, then she took it away to save me from myself and she cutted me some pieces with no bones at all.
Oh by the way, if you look closely, you can see I am wearing my Bad Girl Collar here! It is not shown well, because it is all twisted and turned around. I am wearing it because technically I was being a verreh naughty girl. Any other day eating all the turkey would have gotted me yelled at! On Thanksgiving I am allowed though, special treats for me on special days - but still my mommeh thought putting the Bad Girl Collar on me was funneh. I did not care at all, I like that collar!
P.S. - I think it may be necessary to state that I really do not have a time machine. Most of you probably know this, but I feel like there are some adorably curious and overenthusiastic kittehs out there who just may believe me... (Ahem... perhaps my favorite eyeliner-wearing mancat...) But if I ever do get a time machine builded, certain kittehs will be the first to know.