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Happy Thanksgiving!!!


To all citizens and residents of the United States who visit the Grand Duchy of Stollen blog from time to time, Happy Thanksgiving from the four of us -- the Grand Duchess Sonja, young David Paul I, Princess Rannveig (the Grand Ducal Feline), and Yours Truly! Here's to a peaceful day of feasting, friends, family, fraternization, and (perhaps) football on the TV.

Comments

tradgardmastare said…
And to you and your Household.
best wishes
Alan
Bluebear Jeff said…
Thanks, Stokes. And my lovely lady Loraine and I (as well as our cats, George and Princess) wish all of you a most delightful Thanksgiving as well.


-- Jeff
Fitz-Badger said…
Happy Thanksgiving to all of you from me and my cat, too! :)
I'm taking the time to do a bit of painting, watching movies (Lives of a Bengal Lancer), ordering some more miniatures, cooking a nice dinner, etc. (I love long weekends! lol)
Capt Bill said…
All of Beerstein wishes you and royal family a very Happy Thanksgiving!!!
Giles said…
Happy Thanksgiving, Stokes. Hope all is well and you are enjoying fatherhood!

Giles

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