This thanksgiving I want to let all of you know how very thankful I am for meeting you on my blog. I’ve really had so much fun sharing my adventures with you and even more fun reading about all of YOURS! Isn’t technology wonderful? It allows puppies like us to become friends, even though we live miles and miles apart. It’s sort of like a global gathering of puppy friends, all playing together in the giant yard called the Earth. Hey, is there a fence around this whole thing?

For those of my friends not living in the United States, let me explain what thanksgiving is. Well, it’s really my first Thanksgiving (the one before this I was so small I couldn’t even hardly walk yet). It’s the day when our parents fix us a giant turkey, I think about the size of my crate. At least it looked that big to me. It must be somehow related to a kong toy, because they mentioned something about putting the stuffing in it. That’s the stuff they put in my kong sometimes.

It’s torture to smell it cooking all day and not be able to have any!! My mom was cutting the turkey and I tried everything I could to get in there and get to that turkey because she obviously forgot I was waiting for mine. I guess she was making up a new game for me to play, but I didn’t think it was very fun, really. The game was “How to make it extremely difficult for Behr Behr to get to her turkey”, or something like that. She put a silly barracade up at the entrance to the kitchen, and then wasn’t happy with me when I broke thru. I crawled under it (army crawl), pushed it down, pulled it down, and then tried to jump over it. Usually when I figure out how to do mazes and puzzles and stuff, she’s really happy with me, but not this time. Everytime I got into the kitchen, she made me leave again, and then changed the barracade. She didn’t even let me have any turkey when I was howling! I have never had to work so hard to get food in my life. I don’t think I’m real thankful about this Thanksgiving turkey thing. Why can’t they just fix my turkey and give it to me without all of these games? The only good thing about it all is that there is lots of turkey for me to eat for quite a while. Well, that is, if they ever give it to me. Without playing the barracade the turkey game, which is ridiculous.

Can you imagine if I made dinner for my parents (extra yummy stuff like honest kitchen, chicken, and kong stuffing) and then put a huge barracade around it so they couldn’t reach it? How about if I added a big fan blowing the yummy smell of their dinner all thru the house for the whole day, and THEN played the barracade game? I wonder how they would like their game then?

Well, on second thought, I guess they are usually nice to me, so maybe I won’t do that after all. Maybe they wanted me to be thankful that they aren’t always this way, and that we don’t play “barracade the turkey” game everyday. So, that’s what I’m thankful for today. That, and all of my wonderful, funny, cute, entertaining and caring blog friends out there, like you!!!!

♥ Happy Thanksgiving from Behr Behr 🙂

p.s.- from BB’s mom- we are celebrating Thanksgiving 2 days in a row, in 2 different cities.  That’s how BB could write about her impressions of Thanksgiving so early in the day 🙂