Once upon a time, yesterday, I, Stella the Illustrious, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges, decreed that the Humans have a HAPPY THANKSGIVING with lots of excessive eating. I am sorry to report that our humans did not carry out my orders.
Me: How did we not carry out Thanksgiving? We celebrated Thanksgiving. We gave thanks to God. We gave you all extra treats. We ate. Lots. Abundant desserts. Potatoes. Cornbread dressing.
Stella: And where was this feast?
Me: Well, at a family friend’s house.
Stella: Not here.
Stella: So, we bulldogs missed out. Why couldn’t we go? Was it a bulldog-free zone?
Me: Yeah, they have a dog-aggressive bully breed and there were a bunch of small kids. Space was limited.
Stella: Are you saying we are fat?
Me: Never. Y’all are bulldog stocky. Outside dogs were not invited. Sorry.
Stella: You came in with bags and bags the other day. Where is our feast?
Me: We still have lots of food and we will share with you. Judiciously.
Stella: Is ‘judiciously’ a word that means we don’t get any?
Me: No, ‘judiciously’ means that we won’t feed you too much or feed you stuff that will likely make you sick.
Stella: Okay. It’s a deal.
Me: Are you still thankful?
Stella: Yes, because even though we could not share your Thanksgiving dinner today, we will thankfully consume all the rest of your abundance in the days to come. Thanksgiving is not limited to one day.
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