Hello. It’s Belinda.
Are you off work for the Thanksgiving holiday weekend?
If so, I hope you are having a good one.
I was supposed to take time off work but I’m writing this blog on Friday. I have to tell you what happened yesterday.
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OK now about Thanksgiving dinner.
My roommate told us she was staying home with us this year. Which was nice.
And that we would all have special “Thanksgiving salads” for dinner. With romaine, cilantro, mint “and more.”
I couldn’t wait if you want to know the truth. I love cilantro.
Dinner would be served around 5 o’clock. But my roommate was so excited about everything she started feeding us “appetizers” a few hours early.
It started with 2nd cut timothy.
“Here you go Belinda.” She lowered a plate to the floor.
It had a pile of hay on top, about the size of a head of romaine.
“Don’t let this spoil your appetite.”
I’m not going to let it spoil my appetite. Not a couple chews of timothy.
It’s just something to tide me over.
She didn’t put a plate in Little Fang’s pen. For personal reasons.
Instead she added the 2nd cut timothy to the hay holder on the side of the pen.
The English watched it all from his pen. He looked hungry in my opinion.
“Would you like some hay sir?”
My roommate fusses over him so much.
She put a small pile onto his dinner rug. He eats from the floor like an animal.
That wasn’t nice to say. I should delete it.
My roommate ran back up to the kitchen. And it seemed like it was only a few minutes later that she was back downstairs.
“Here’s a little oat hay to jazz things up, Belinda.”
She dropped a big handful of it onto my plate, on top of the timothy. Then another.
“Just a little appetizer. Save room for your salad.”
She stopped by Little Fang’s pen and added oat hay to the holder.
Then she leaned down to give some to the English. I noticed he got more than I did.
It’s just something I noticed.
The oat hay was extra tasty. Must be a good year if you know what I mean.
Not sure if I drifted off but suddenly my roommate was standing over me. She casts a big shadow.
“Would you like some gourmet hay Belinda?”
She was holding a fancy box with the lid open. I could smell that hay a mile away.
The thing about gourmet hay is it’s more than hay. They mix in flower petals and herbs and all sorts of interesting surprises.
My roommate arranged it all in a little “wreath” around the timothy and oat I hadn’t finished.
“Don’t eat too much. We’re eating dinner soon.”
She gave some to Little Fang and the English of course. Then returned to the kitchen.
The gourmet hay tasted as good as it smelled.
“It’s like a party,” said Little Fang.
I looked at her and nodded. My mouth was full of raspberry and strawberry leaves, rose petals, chamomile, oat tops and lemon verbena. And I don’t even know what else.
By the way. The English was eating so fast that rose petals were falling out of his mouth. Come on.
While I was enjoying my gourmet hay I could hear commotion in the kitchen. Water turning on and off. Drawers closing. Silverware clinking. Bags.
“You’re going to love this salad bunnies!”
My roommate yelled that from the top of the steps. She really gets into Thanksgiving.
Then more water running. The refrigerator opening and closing.
That’s the last thing I remember before what happened next.
I opened my eyes. Everyone was staring at me.
And everyone was eating.
My roommate, sitting cross-legged on the floor.
Little Fang, in her pen.
The English, in his pen.
They were eating romaine and cilantro and mint. And endive and parsley.
Thanksgiving salads.
My own salad was next to my hay plate. Which was a few inches from my nose, which landed on the floor after I fell asleep mid-chew.
They were watching me.
Waiting to see if I liked my salad.
And here’s something I don’t want to admit.
I wasn’t hungry.
Sincerely,
Belinda
Spokesrabbit, Small Pet Select
Inventor of the First Chew holiday
Word for 2025: “Ask”
Belinda@smallpetselect.com
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