This is set in my A New Life universe, which is set in Dot's M.Y.T.H. universe.

This is just a bit of fluff that I wrote to celebrate the season.

The Garmish family, having recently moved into the area, were delighted with their invitation to the Lupo family's Thanksgiving feast.

Having met at the orphanage where they grew up, Harry and Julie had little experience with a real Thanksgiving dinner.

They weren't at all surprised to find the Lupo family wearing nothing but their fur. After receiving their 'love nips,' then attending church with the various weres, fey, and other magical types, they were getting well used to the culture. They were getting even more used to the love and camaraderie.

Mark and Steve stripped out of their clothes and ran up to Jim.

"Can I be a kitty girl, Uncle Jim?"

"Can I be a squirrel?"

Jim Lupo cast a glamor on the two boys, not genuinely transforming them, but allowing them to look and feel like the weres that they would be once they came of age.

Mark giggled in delight and scrambled up the tree that shaded the well laden table. His tail twitched as he went from branch to branch.

Steve, now called Marcie, followed him up. Her claws dug into the wood as she bounced after her brother.

"Don't knock any bark into the food!" called Harry.

While the kids were bounding around, Jim renewed Harry and Julie's glamor.

While the glamor didn't affect the way any of the local magical community saw Harry and Julie, it caused everyone else to see them as their original 'thirty something' selves. Once they went through the final transformation, come the next full moon, they would be able to take care of their own appearances.

After the kids calmed down and came out of the tree, Jim gave the blessing.

Lord, we thank you for this reminder of all of our blessings. We thank you for new friends, new family, and new lives. We ask for the opportunity to spread your word and your blessings.

Thanks again for growing our families and bringing them together.

And everyone said, "amen."

Linda, Cindy, and Vicky brushed the bark and dust off of the serving table and dishes, then released the time stasis from the food.

Everything was hot and fresh, even though it had actually been prepared days earlier.

Happy Thanksgiving to everyone who is celebrating the holiday, and a very happy Thursday to everyone else.

And no, Doggie McDogface isn't a valid answer. ;-)