So. You might be wondering how I spent my Pie Day - the *worst* Pie Day in the history of Pugdom. Well, it went something like this...
First my human left me and Dutch at home for like EVER. When she finally came home, she had a can of white stuff and two tiny little tinfoil triangles. One for me, one for Dutch.
She took my picture with the triangles. And then said she felt sick. Mumbled something about stuffing. And then ran out of the room, made some gross hacking noises and went to bed. Yeah. To bed. WITHOUT feeding us white stuff OR our pie!
I was really not happy. And I stayed not happy... until my human crawled out of bed today and apologized for ruining Pie Day... filled up two plates with a giant pile of white stuff and pie... and wished me and Dutch a late, but happy Thanksgiving. She even let me eat my pie on the table.
I guess a pie delay is better than no pie at all, so my Thanksgiving was pretty happy. I hope everyone had a Happy Thanksgiving too - full of white stuff and pie and love from your human!