
Stella Squeaker the newest addition
Thanksgiving is a day where human beans get together with family, relax, and eat a lot (I'm an expert in relaxing and eating.) It originated back in 1691, when the Pilgrims set a day to celebrate harvest bounty after a successful growing season. The harvest was helped by advice from Native Americans, who taught the settlers how to grow crops in the new land.
Turkey is the main meat at the Thanksgiving dinner. Other common foodstuffs include: gravy for the turkey, green beans, mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce, stuffing, sweet potatoes, and pumpkin pie. One of my human beans bought a butternut squash for Thanksgiving and said it looked like me (not true, I'm much more pleasing.)
Happy Thanksgiving to all agents and their human beans!
Guinea Lynx' VEGETABLE CHART 100 gram portions | Percent Water | Energy (Kcal) | Protein (g) | Ascorbic Acid (C) | Calcium (mg) | Phosph. (mg) | Ca:P Ratio |
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Endive (Escarole) | 93.79 | 17 | 1.25 | 6.5 | 52 | 28 | 1.9:1 |
Guinea Lynx' VEGETABLE CHART 100 gram portions | Percent Water | Energy (Kcal) | Protein (g) | Ascorbic Acid (C) | Calcium (mg) | Phosph. (mg) | Ca:P Ratio |
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Tomato | 93.76 | 21 | 0.85 | 19.1 | 5 | 24 | 0.2:1 |
Agent Cannonball - Me was put into a box and couldn't find a treat at first. Me sat quietly but still no treat. So me ran around and bulldozed the entire set to find it, but me still couldn't find the treat! Then me was put back into my pigloo. Then me received treats! Finally!!
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?*that is.. until I devourst thy
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade*,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st,
Nor shall death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st;
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.