The Story of the First Thanksgiving

This is the first thanksgiving. Our first thanksgiving without Wally, who was a big fan of the pawliday. (Read about it here). And our first thanksgiving with two newcomers in a new land, Otis and Edgrr. We thought we would share with you the story of The First Thanksgiving.

Oscar and Ethel had lived in the New World for a long time (like decades in dog years!) and they welcomed newcomers, even these new arrivals with their strange was and most unusual colors. But these newcomers were ALWAYS hungry and needed many foodables to sustain themselves. And so a feast was prepared to welcome them to their new world!

Quails! With pumpkins, green beans, and sweet potatoes, the bounty representative of our native foodables, grown (bought) in the native soil (Trader Joe's).

And a bounty for all the dogs! Even the lil' ones who had a hard time with their birds.

Now let's give some thanks!

Ethel gives thanks for tennis balls, girls nights out, meatables, for being a girl, and for closets to hide from her brudders.

OBST gives thanks for being a perpetual teen queen, for brudders who let him put them in his mouths, for foodables of all sorts, for ma apes to cling to, and for patient apes.

Otis gives thanks for snuggle balls, foodables of all sorts, for wallymelons, for the SPCA, for naps, for giant heads and the apes who cannot resist them.

Edgrr gives thanks for toetoes to bite, for granNEs who love corgis, for brudders to annoy, for all kinds of foodables, and a yard to do zoomies in.

Happy thanksgiving! Don't forget to give your shout outs!